Isabella

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My eyes close. “I never expected anything from you,” I say between my teeth. My throat swells, and I swallow hard. I refuse to cry in front of him, because really, it’s entirely my own fault. I gave him so much grief about the way he treated women, the way they might expect things from him, but they were all fine. I’m the only idiot he’s had to give this speech to. “I thought I made that pretty clear yesterday when I went back to my own place.”
Isabella
Ur so annoying
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