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“Where are you going?” “We’re going. I’m not leaving you here while I run home.” “Run home for what?” “To get my gun.”
Fun. Witty. Smart. Beautiful. The cool girl. And nothing that I could have.
But then I realized the truth. She wasn’t mine—she never was. I’m hers. And it’s not the same thing.
We finally had each other, but both of us had lost our best friends.