The words came out in a choked whisper as I stared blankly at the screen. “Jason broke up with me?” From the corner of my eye, I saw Rosalie peer over my shoulder and freeze. “No, he did not!” she exclaimed, reaching for my phone gently. “What a coward! Who breaks up via text?” I was frozen, re-reading the message over and over while letting humiliation wash over me in cold, relentless waves. My steady boyfriend of two years had just ended things, and in his exact words, the reason was: ‘This whole thing between us has gotten boring, Rory. I need some excitement in my life.’ My eyes burned, blinking back the tears threatening to fall as my older sister put an arm around my shoulders and sat beside me at the kitchen table, setting the phone down. “I’m so sorry about this, bun,” she said, her voice soft. “Please don’t believe anything he says! I always told you that you were too good for him anyway.” I looked down at my fingers, twisting them in my lap. “I don’t think he’s lying,
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