Goodbye and See You Never
Two Dollsthis isn't goodbye this is see you latersee you never, mr. one-minutegoodbye to my lovei want to run away and never say goodbye
Monica's last shred of composure snapped.
Laughing hysterically, she pointed at Lilian and shouted, "You think you've won? He's still the same Lincoln who cooked instant noodles for me! You're just picking up my leftovers..."
A sharp slap rang out, turning her face aside. My palm stung, but my eyes burned with heat.
"This one's for spitting on my mother's dying wish."
I swung again and said, "This one's for trampling six years of my heart."
When I raised my hand a third time, Lilian caught my trembling wrist.