I had no idea what the fuck she was so upset about, though. I was the one with a black eye and busted lip. She didn’t even have a fucking scratch on her.
“We didn’t break up,” I snapped. “You sure about that?” “I’m positive.” And then I thought about it. “Why?” I demanded. “You saw her with someone? Point me in his fucking direction so I can kill him.”
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