FRIDA
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I walked far away from Jacob's car and stopped at a bus station before I called can and got into it, to take me home. As I sat in the backseat of the car, I continued to ponder on all Jacob had said.
It did not hurt that he was in love with Marika, not at all. Just as I had told them, what hurt me was the fact that they did not tell me. The fact that they were both willing to play me until I eventually found out.
What would have been worse was if they were having s*x! Luckily, they weren't.
How do I know? You might ask.
Well, it was quite simple. They did have that sweet and innocent love tension, so I could tell they had not so much as kissed. She looked at him like a lovestruck puppy, not like he had gone balls deep inside her and f****d her until she could hear her
