"You're not either," I said, my heart beating harder. "I miss you." "Ex-fucking-scuse me?" he balked, turning to me with his eyes narrowed. I shrugged. "Just being honest." "You miss me?" he deadpanned. "I was never your friend, we're barely acquaintances. In fact, you’re just a cat who comes scratching at my window sometimes who I need to chase away."
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