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“Why are you so hardened? Who hurt you so badly that you had to put a shell over yourself?”
“I can see the way he looks at you, London. Just remember though, baby, Micah doesn’t do feelings the way I do. When you fuck him, make sure you don’t fall for him.”
“You feel like fucking heaven, London,” he whispers, pressing a kiss to my ear. “I wish you were mine.”
“I love when you say my name,” he whispers. “I fucking love you, Olivia.”
“Yeah, you fucking think so? I guess we will see if he even takes you back. You’re tainted goods to him now that you chose me over him. You’re mine, baby. Whether you want me is irrelevant now.”
“I’m addicted to you, London,
and not in a good way. My addictions aren’t healthy, they never were. I was addicted to her, too, but I never loved her. I only said that to hurt you. “Micah—” “She was never that person for me, and you can’t be, either. You need to go back to Maison; he’s the better twin. I’ll just end up destroying you. I can’t be who you need me to be, the loving fucking boyfriend Maison is. It’s not who I am.”
“For once, I need someone to choose me, to make me feel like I’m fucking worthy of being on this earth. He’s the better twin, London. Go back to him.” He lets me go and slips into the woods, into the shadows of the trees where I worry that one day, he won’t come back should his darkness finally consume him. I fold to the ground. “I already chose,” I whisper to myself in a sob, but he’s already gone. I already chose you, Micah.
