Because a hurt Dahlia is a mean Dahlia, and I was too pissed off to see her reaction for what it was. A way to shield her vulnerability. She is obviously struggling with overwhelming sadness, and I’m not helping matters by treating her the way I have. It’s not too late to apologize for what you said. My mom waves me off. “I know. I know. Never mind.” “Who’s Annabelle?” Dahlia can’t hide that special glint in her eyes. “She is someone newer to town whose family moved here from Chicago. Julian dated her a couple of months ago, although their relationship ended rather abruptly.” “You don’t say,”
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