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Lorna
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I'm woken by movement next to me, and I open my eyes to look into Elon’s face, still sleeping. What did we do? Just then, everything that happened last night comes crashing back: how I found him at the bar, what he told me, and what Verlinda did to me. I trusted her, and she played me. I loved her like a sister, and she did that to me. Who does that to someone? I feel a tight pain in my chest, and tears flow from my eyes as the familiar lump rises in my throat. Just then, Elon opens his eyes, and I quickly get off the bed, my chest heaving up and down as all the pain and anger come crashing back. He sits upright, and I hear him softly call my name, but I don’t respond. I can’t look at him right now. Last night shouldn’t have happened. I throw on his shirt and
