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15: It’s Not You, Darren

last update publish date: 2025-08-06 16:06:57

Arielle's POV

I couldn’t focus.

The professor’s voice was just… noise. Words floated around me like static, empty and meaningless. I sat there, staring at the whiteboard, but none of it was sinking in. My mind wasn’t in that lecture hall; it was somewhere else.

I kept tapping my pen against my notebook, pretending to take notes. But all I could hear—loud and obnoxiously clear—was the pathetic little voice inside me shouting, "You need to get over him. You need to stop thinking about him. You n
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