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the night and early morning.
I read them in chronological order, watching the progression like a time lapse of someone’s self-concept collapsing.
11:47 p.m.
What the hell was that? You humiliated me in front of everyone I know. How could you do this?
12:23 a.m.
You planned this. You set me up. Made me look like a fool on purpose.
12:58 a.m.
I know I said continue reading …
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