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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 my palms with

tears.

fault for making him hurt me when

feeling

yourself! If Mila was here she’d surely smack you across your head or yell

tried to comfort myself but instead, the tears kept flow- ing because inwardly I knew that my

had to succumb to these

crying over him, Sophie? My con- science reminded

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

hurt you and

from him, Sophie. My conscience reminded me and

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

with my head and my heart again and I unknowingly opened my heart for him again, not knowing that

knew this would happen sooner or later. Now pull yourself together and show him that you

don’t care about what he does

my eyes, straightening

I got this.

bothering to look at the nasty red lace

Not his asshole

hand through my hair and then wiped the

and cheeks are dry, I make

confused voice fluttered through

hear plates knocking on each other and winced.

her at a

my throat. “Mila it’s

you steal

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

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

he do?” Mila rushed out in slight

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

out the part where Aiden threw me over his shoulder and literally didn’t let me go until

want to tell her that part in case she got here with- in shockingly only

She was that crazy.

thing? You still got your

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