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080 | BIRTHDAY WISHES

Enzo’s POV

I lay awake in the darkness, my head pounding, my heart throbbing. Memories of our time together flashed spitefully through my mind’s eye: seeing her for the first time at the Mating Ball, making love to her on the cliff’s edge, tracing her scars with my fingers and learning each broken, perfect piece of her. Seeing her again in the library after months apart. Yelling at her; being yelled at by her. It was messy and imperfect, but that made it all the more so.

I loved her painfully. I hated that I’d let my temper get the better of me. Marla and Emila were both right – I was being selfish. That thought did the rounds every few minutes. Groaning, I rolled out of bed, chugged a stale glass of water that had been on the nightstand for at least a week, and then slowly moved over to the window. I pressed my clammy forehead to the cool glass, the condensation blurring with my sweat.

“Fuck,” I muttered, banging my head gently against the pane. That brought back images of shattered
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Cynthia
Egad. He’s the worst.
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Rayleen Adshead
what a asshole
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Roberta
you'll never get her back if you don't talk to her or tell her what she wants you to know. you are kicking her to the side she will turn against you
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