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... hat would convey how I felt after that declaration, but my head was muddled.
It felt like a fucking warzone in there. The harder I tried to think, the more jumbled my thoughts became. I couldn’t fucking think.
"How old was he met you met?" I asked suddenly. "Are you sure it was after he graduated college?"
"It was two years ago."
"It’s not fucking possible!" I screamed, rising to my feet in frustration.
I paced the length of the room, running my hands thro ...
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