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87. Bitter Taste

IAN’s POV :

“We’re just friends,” she said of him once.

Friends my fucking ass! What I saw back there wasn’t what just friends would do. She was sitting on his lap. He was hugging her and touching her. She was letting him. And they fucking kissed.

I had to look away instantly, but the image was already burned into the back of my eyes. I wanted to gag. I was angry, confused, disgusted, and hurt. Everything all at once. Suddenly, I couldn’t breathe. My mouth ...

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