ANDREA
He keeps talking before I can interrupt him, "I'm his alpha... he wouldn't do anything to directly piss me off... but they love finding ways to ruffle my fur."
The word fur stirs a memory; Brian calling a smaller boy mutt, the looks the boys gave each other when I said my name was Bec and that I was from Livingston, we get it, you're the top dog. It dawns on me that the truth has been blatantly in front of me this entire time. I was just too stupid to see it, or I was clouded from it. My chest caves inwards, embarrassment, that I was merely a character everyone around watched for amusement, the stupid girl surrounded by the unimaginable without the faintest clue.
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