Teen Drama
She has run out of ways to make me forget how she has ruined my life.
“Oh, of course. And here. I noticed your favorite perfume was almost finished, so I bought you another one.” She holds out a small sealed box, sure indeed, the perfume I consider my signature scent but haven’t worn a drop since Dane left. He told me he loved it so much that he once sprayed it on his bed pillows. Because he wanted to smell me even when he was alone in his room. Now, every time I smell it, all I can think of is him and it’s ruined it for me forever.
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