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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.

him,” I whispered, soaking my palms

tears.

again all my fault for making him hurt me when he

feeling

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

comfort myself but instead, the tears kept flow- ing because inwardly I knew that my stupid heart still loved Aiden. Even

had

thought we were over crying over him,

doesn’t deserve you and it’s not like you two were ever a thing. You were never a thing

you

from him, Sophie. My

Aiden would always hurt me. And I should’ve seen this

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

pull yourself together

you don’t care about what he does or who he’s

eyes, straightening my

I got this.

at the nasty red lace thong

Not his

and then

sure my eyes and cheeks are dry, I make sure the phone is working and

confused voice fluttered

knocking on each other

at a bad

throat.

steal because….” She

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

my throat

do?” Mila rushed

behind my lids. “He uhm….” Sighing I continued. “He kind of forced me to come back

me over his shoulder and literally didn’t let me go until we got

here with- in shockingly only

She was that crazy.

thing? You still

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