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Snatched
Ted's standpoint
An hour into their wonderful night, I was sitting and chewing ice cubes as I watched them laugh, hold hands, cuddled, and converse like lovestruck teenagers. I already promised myself not to make a fool out of myself, not to go close to her ever again because she doesn't need me. Me staying away from her is doing her a big favor.
'…and honestly, the guy was so annoying, always syncopated his words and drawling his vowels so much I felt like listening to nail on a chalkboard would have been better.' He laughed as he explained a dumb story. She laughed drowsily, she was dozing off already in his arms. Memories of her in mine flashed in my head. No one else should touch her that wa
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