Meet-Cute Me Under the Mistletoe
When reading, I wondered why it was hard for some people to stand up to them, but now was my opportunity to try.
“No,” I said plainly. “It’s not obvious at all.”
Emily, that was her name. I had forgotten for a moment. Emily deepened her scowl, a challenging smile spreading slowly across her face. “Well then, since you seem to be so ignorant, I’ll spell it out for you. Patrick is, and always has been, my boyfriend.”
I stared at her. She was delusional. I almost felt sorry for her.
“Just stop messing with my boyfriend,” she said with a low growl.
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