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I watched him walk away, with his head hung low as I folded my arms over my chest. My face was probably streaked with a few tears and I gently dabbed it away with the inner collar of my shirt.
That felt like hell opening up, quite literally. He didn’t even bother picking up the damn ring, and I stared at it for a second, before moving to it to quickly pick it up. I examined it, twisting it between my fingers.
Scoffing, I clenched it in my fist tightly. I wouldn’t have been surprised, if it was originally meant for Chloe anyways. She was first choice, and I was nothing but the back up girl to Blake.
After he took everything from me.
I’d never forgive him for this, even if I was on my death bed. He thought I was just a stupid fragile girl, but I’d definitely prove him wr
