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Sophie’s pov

I feel the blood drain from my face as I read the note over and over again.

And every single time, I felt nausea crawl up my throat and feel the squeezing of my heart.

It’s painful.

Knowing he slept with her brought on pain, it hurt me so badly that I couldn’t breathe properly. I shakily closed the draw in disgust, my eyes filling up with tears.

Did he fuck her before he fucked me or after?

My heart squeezed even more as the thought hit me.

I gripped the phone harshly, my fingers trembling.

I bit into my bottom lip, nearly splitting it in the process.

This hurts.

And I know it shouldn’t.

I breathed out a shaky breath, blinking but that only re- sulted in the tears to roll down my cheeks.

My lungs burn and I shakily place the phone on the desk.

Come on Sophie. Get a grip!

He has hurt you before, you knew he was a manwhore. Nothing has changed. Why are you still making this hurt you?

I let out shaky breaths, hoping to ease my heart and stop the burning in my throat.

I was supposed to be strong when it comes to him and yet I am still the girl who gets butt hurt when Aiden does things like this.

I gripped the edge of the desk and pushed the chair back a little and buried my face in my hands.

whispered, soaking

tears.

my fault for making him hurt me when he clearly

lowly, feeling

Soph, get a grip on yourself! If Mila was here she’d surely smack you across your head or yell

knew that my

didn’t mean that I had to succumb to

thought we were over crying over him, Sophie? My con-

ever a thing. You were never a thing in high school, sure- ly

only hurt you

Sophie. My conscience reminded me and I

me. And I should’ve seen this coming, even if it

just said to me messed with my head and my heart again and I unknowingly opened my heart for him again,

is enough Sophie. You knew this would happen sooner or later. Now pull yourself together and show him that

don’t care about what

eyes,

I got this.

bothering to look at the nasty red lace

Not his asshole of a

and then wiped the remaining

dry, I make

her curious and confused voice fluttered through the other

on each other and

at a

throat. “Mila

phone did you steal because….” She drawled

to con- fess.

phone in my hand brutally, my throat hurt- ing when I said

did he do?” Mila rushed

the skin between my eyes as I felt a migraine lurk behind my lids. “He uhm….” Sighing I continued. “He kind of forced

over his shoulder and literally

that part in case she got here with- in shockingly

She was that crazy.

thing? You still got your job

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