Someone yanks on my elbow, and I gasp as I’m pulled backward. “You better have a good reason for upsetting my kid.” Rafa’s rough voice startles me. I recoil. “What?” “Are you…crying?” He squints with a frown, throwing me back into the past. I’m so sick of you feeling sorry for yourself. Oliver’s lips curled with disgust. You can fake it for the cameras just fine, but when it comes to me, you can’t be bothered to do the bare minimum. His words were venomous, flooding my system with paralyzing self-loathing and hopelessness. Call me when the Dahlia I fell in love with is back, he texted me later
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