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“If you don’t buy me something loaded with caffeine, you’ll be in danger of bringing out my inner bitch, and I really wouldn’t risk that if I were you.” I hiss. “Your inner bitch. Man, she must be a piece of work, because your outer bitch has got some bite.”
Guys don’t want me. They never have. I should have learned my lesson the day Dad walked out on me, but my dumbass brain just won’t catch on. “Stupid girl,” I whisper, my voice catching as I fight off the wave of pain tearing through my chest.
“When did it become real for you?” “I don’t know, probably when you called me Mickey Mouse.”