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“Oh, yeah. The sexism starts young. Like, wet from the womb young.”
Jack’s hand shoots out and wraps around my wrist, keeping me in place. “I have a crush on you,” he blurts out.
“Cyrus danced for me,” I say dreamily. “Then he ate me out upside down.”
“You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever met,” he slurs, winding the curl around his finger. 
I float awake to the sound of voices.  “Quick,” someone hisses. “Oh my God, they’re so cute. Get a picture.” “Don’t,” Seb’s voice warns. 
“I think you belong with us,” I say quietly. “With all of us.” 
What did I do wrong? Why am I not allowed to have a family? Everybody else has one; why can’t I? 












































