THE MATE THE ALPHA NEVER CHOSE
Peter Duketell me we weren't just friendsi offered you friendship and you spat in my facegirlfriend's past makes me sickfinny if he had been with me
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You know, today is a good day. A truly good one, I must say.
As I slowly opened my eyes, the vibrant rays of the morning sun seeped through the narrow gaps in my curtains, cascading onto my face like a tender embrace. The warmth filled me with an indescribable sense of joy and contentment. Standing in front of the mirror, toothbrush in hand, I couldn't help but laugh at the wide, whimsical grin that reflected back at me.