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... skirt tightly, her fingers digging into the fabric as an overwhelming sense of inadequacy surged within her.
She couldn’t meet his gaze, her voice barely above a whisper.
"We... we’re not right for each other."
What she really wanted to say was that she wasn’t good enough for Calvin.
But pride sealed her lips, the words lodged painfully in her throat.
Unseen, her nails bit into her palms, leaving crescent-shaped marks behind.
"Fine."
Calvin ...
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