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CHAPTER TWELVE

Matt was good looking, funny and nice. It felt nice to be wanted by a man. Jared had wanted a one night stand, not me and it was glaring how he treated me. How he had assumed I was going to use the information that we’d slept together against him. My blood boiled at the thought of it. He really was an asshole.

I entered the room and walked straight to my bed. My feet stepped on something and there was a crunch. I looked at the floor and squinted my eyes. It was quite dark inside so I turned on the lights.

“The fuck?”There were solo cups strewn across the room, bottles of vodka and small packets of…condoms?

I spotted my bed and my sheets that I’d left in perfect condition were now squeezed and halfway across the floor. Asides the complete disorganization of the room, it was void of life. The whole place stank of alcohol and sex. My nose scrunched up in disgust.

I cursed under my breath as I inspected my bed sheet for stains. Thankfully there were none, but I couldn’t imagine myself lay
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