Zenobia Shamrock

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“You’re better than any dream I’ve ever had. And he was just a dream,” I said. He narrowed his eyes in confusion. “And I’m sorry it took me so long to figure it out.” Ben shook his head. “I can’t hear you.” “And I can’t believe you think our friendship is so conditional and … disposable.” I finally wiped my face and sniffled. “So fuck you, Benjamin Ashford, for making me love you. You’re the world’s worst friend. And I will never forgive you for this.” I turned.
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