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ผู้เขียน: Charlie Eden
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HAYLEY

I don't stick around to find Corey.

I push past the crowd in the basement, stumble out of the room and step out into the night. Alone, I start to make my way home, trudging down the empty street.

Blinking rapidly, I force back the tears huddled in the corner of my eyes. My guts feel hollow, like someone punched a hole right through me.

Axel and Ivy together? The memory makes my insides churn with a bitter mix of jealousy and hurt.

Since when did those two have anything to do with each
Charlie Eden

If you've ever been in a similar position to Hayley right now, where life felt overwhelmingly difficult, drop a broken heart emoji in the comments. 💔

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