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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.

hate him,” I whispered, soaking my palms

tears.

him hurt me when he clearly

feeling

surely smack you across your head or

tears kept flow- ing because inwardly I knew that my stupid heart still loved Aiden.

that didn’t mean that I had to succumb

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

you and it’s not like you two were ever a thing. You were never a thing in high school, sure- ly you’ll never be a

would only hurt you and keep hurting you.

My conscience reminded me and I

should’ve seen this coming, even

was stupid. Those little words he just said to me messed with my head and my heart again and

happen sooner or later. Now pull yourself together and show him that you don’t care for

care about what he does or

my eyes,

I got this.

the nasty red lace thong I slammed the draw

Ashton. Not his asshole of

through my hair and then wiped the remaining tears that wetted my

am sure my eyes and cheeks are dry, I make sure the

before her curious and confused voice fluttered through

knocking on each

at a bad

cleared my throat.

phone did you steal because….” She drawled out

my eyes tightly before opening them to con- fess. “I’m

my

do?” Mila rushed

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

me over his shoulder and literally didn’t let

here with- in shockingly only

She was that crazy.

isn’t that a good thing? You still got your

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