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Lyra
“What is this?” Devin frowned as I placed the wedding card of mine and Nathan in front of him on the table.
Devin was one of my two friends. I didn’t have many people in my life to relay from childhood; I spent my elementary and most of my high school without friends until Penny came along in the form of an enemy. She was the one who made my life easy and entertaining during those two years of my life.
It was nice having someone to rely on, sharing thoughts and happiness with another female who could understand you.
Devin and I shared a unique relationship than what I had with Penny. He was my guy friend who treated me with respect, was with me whenever I needed help or a friend in these past years.
He was a great guy. I liked him both as a friend and as a human being. He was kind, humble, funny, handsome, a foodie, everything that a woman wanted in her man. He was that guy.
But we couldn’t stretch the
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