Story Name: "I Walked In On My Fiancé and Best Friend One Night Before 'I Do'" Part 4 of 5 My heart pounds in my chest like a drum. Jack’s eyes widen, and I see the panic flicker across his face. “Bree, wait—” he stammers, desperately throwing the sheets off. But I don’t wait. I storm forward, fire igniting my steps. “How could you?” I scream. Tears are hot against my cheeks. Mia’s face turn...
no because my spotify wrapped just revealed that i only listen to songs about heartache and existential dread. is this a personality or a cry for help? like, who knew i was the poster child for "please don’t leave me"? did i really need four separate playlists labeled “do not listen while feeling good”?
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You're royalty, don't forget it! मनोज।कनोज