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WHY JACK CARTER?

Penulis: Ladybee
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-11-26 17:54:04

Willow

I walk out of the school's main entrance, my head down as I furiously type on my phone.

'Where are you, Ava? We need to talk.' I hit send, tapping my feet against the concrete floor as I watch my messages go unread.

With a groan I head towards the school parking lot; maybe she had gone home already, which means I have to go over to her place.

Just as I turn the corner that leads into the parking lot, the first thing I see is Chase standing there with his back to me, but more shocking is the fact that he was kissing my best friend.

I feel my heart drop to the pit of my stomach, watching the whole thing play out in front of me.

With a trembling breath, I grip the hem of my skirt, trying to hold back from screaming my lungs out.

I'm not devastated because Chase chose her over me; it hurts because my best friend chose to betray me. She is the one person that knew from the moment I started having feelings for Chase, but what does she do?

She stabs me in the fucking back, that's what
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