Ava’s POV
I had been standing in front of the? round wall mirror in the bathroom for close to 10 minutes now.
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My body refused to move, my eyes were glued on my pathetic reflection.
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I looked hideous with my cheeks decorated by dried streams of tears .
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The set of eyes that were staring back at me looked nothing like mine. Puffy and red obviously from the work they had been subjected to.
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Flashy memories of what had happened the previous night were proving it difficult for me to get my emotions in check.
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My mind refused to forget that exact moment he had his lips locked to Ariel's.?
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The way he had looked at me before he leaned down to kiss her. He wanted me to watch, he did it intentionally.
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It's not the kiss that hurt me the most, i
