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WILLOW

Drama queen is the perfect word for her. How could I not have known that she is like this. I thought she was a good person but it was a scam.

This is the first time I am seeing her with her hair down. Her brown hair reaches her back and it compliments her dark eyes. She wore a black flowy dress that reached her knees. She dabs her tears with a white handkerchief.

She finds her seat at our bench and she pushes me away. I did not have the time to fight her this early. She smiles a me and I refuse to return it.

She places her hands on Luciano, I feel the need to snap her tiny fingers. It is not like he is my real husband anyways. What can I say?

I decide to Ignore her advances, she places her hands over his jaws and he slaps it away.

"Come on, don't shut me out, talk to me," She pleads softly and I cross my hands on my chest.

"Fucking move away from me, can't you move on? I never even liked you. You kept on forcing your fucking friendship and I tried t consider being your