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A taste to loathe

“You let her win.” Ryan settles beside me, downing whats left of my drink.

“Yeah.” I admit, swallowing past the bitter taste of my relinquished defeat. “Couldn't look at her face any longer.”

Ryan laughs, “But you gave it a good five minute look huh?” I dismiss him, he never did get over her leaving me. “So, can I speak on her now that she's here?”

“Go and talk to her instead of talking about her.” I snap, “My rule still stands, I never want to hear ...

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