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VICTIM SAINT

RIVER

Videos of Vanessa holding me by the hair and dragging me around, and me running off afterwards, were circulating on the internet—different angles making me seem weak and defenseless. Funny enough, after clearly looking like the victim, everyone else thought Vanessa was the saint.

After all, she was spinning a tale that I had stolen her boyfriend. How gullible were people to even believe that? How could the nerd steal the hot girl’s boyfriend? Was she admitting that I was hotter than ...

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