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CHAPTER 048: SCARS

Penulis: DobberGirl
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-08-20 19:02:40

SONIA’S POV

“Someone’s unusually in a good mood today.” Sam snickers ahead of me, stepping into the café and holding the doors for me.

“Thanks, babe.”

“So, are you going to spill or what?” She bumps her shoulder into mine after we’ve placed our orders and as we take a seat at an empty table.

Of course, my friend, Sam, would notice my shift in mood. It’s almost like there’s been a dark cloud hanging over my head all week, thanks to Anthony’s rejection from that night.

His actions stung more than they should have, and it probably hit a little too close to home. All week, all I could think about was the images of my ex-best friend and boyfriend, and how Anthony probably saw the same thing they saw in me that made them betray me.

I guess deep down, I’ve been feeling worthless and a little less confident than I used to, and Anthony’s rejection only felt like more fuel was being poured into an already raging fire.

My close friends left me, and my own father sees me as a passing thought
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