“I don’t know what I’m doing here.” I threw my hands up. “I really fucking don’t.” “You’re here for the same reason that I am, asshole.” She came right back and sucker punched me in the chest with that. “Because you’re in love with the person staring back at you, the same way I am.” “I’m not in love with you,” I warned her, tone shaky now. “I’m not, Molloy. I don’t love you.” “Don’t bullshit a bullshitter, Joey.” She had the nerve to roll her eyes and say, “You love me so much that it makes you sick.” “You’re so fucking full of yourself,” I snapped, completely unnerved by the blond who was
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