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Broken things have a sad beauty -Anne HER It was the day of the banquet and we were already getting dressed. Well, I was getting dressed, I had to dress for Ava then style my hair before getting clothed. Neither of us brought up the events of that night. I think it is safe to call us friends now but I don't think that was very friend-like. I decided not to dwell on it too much. I wore my dress immediately second guessing myself when I saw my reflection. This was so not me, I don't understand why I can't just wear a top and a pair of jeans. I sighed going downstairs where Ava and Paxton were watching the new episode of Elena of Avalor. I take in what Paxton is wearing while his attention is still on the Tv. I don't believe a human being should be allowed to look so good in a suit. I sh

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