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“How do you always know everything?” I kick my feet against the mattress. “I only figured it out a few minutes ago. Your heart has been breaking.” “I can’t hide anything from you. It’s the worst.” I try to put my face into the pillow. “You don’t need to hide anything from me.” He takes my chin in his fingers and kisses me.
The Hating Game
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