Adrian POV I tried to pull her arms from around my waist.“Hey. You need to stand right.”She only held me tighter.Her tears soaked through my shirt, and every time I thought she was done crying, another sob escaped her.“I hate them,” she whispered.I sighed and looked toward the three men I had just thrown out of my way. They were already disappearing into the crowd.Whoever had hurt this woman had done a great job. She was so broken. “I know,” I murmured.She lifted her head, her eyes red and unfocused. “Do you know how much it hurts?”I frowned.“To love someone for two years,” she continued, her voice breaking, “while he has been dating your best friend for three years?”Something inside me went still.“I understand.”“No, you don't.” She shook her head. “They called me a cash cow.”My jaw tightened.A woman I did not know was standing in front of me, drunk enough to barely remain on her feet, yet somehow she had managed to tell me the story of her broken heart in less than a
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