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EMILY’S POV
Ouch.
I couldn’t deny the stinging sensation in my chest, as I watched them. In my head, the girl changed to me, and it was me and John again, brimming with love for each other as we kissed. I wanted to tear my eyes off them, I really wanted to, but I couldn’t. My eyes were stuck staring at them. I didn’t want them to see me staring, but…
Damn. Even though all the feelings left in me for John was hatred, I still couldn’t help feeling hurt.
Maybe I connected with the part of me that had been in love with John. Staring at him kissing the girl madly, made me wonder if I was just another girl. It made me wonder if I was just a stand-in. A default person to always go to whenever he needed someone.
Those lips he had kissed me with… he was kissing someone else with them… Ever
