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I’ve been trying to sleep for so long, but it gets harder the more I try. I couldn’t stop thinking about what Jean told me. She was in an on and iff relationship with Mike? How was that even possible?

The little I knew of Mike, I felt he was honest, and he wasn’t someone that did things on impulse. I wanted to believe that he was true to himself and his feelings, but what I was seeing now isn’t what I thought it was.

“Oh, moon goddess! What do I care?” I whispered into my pillow.

I shouldn’t care about any of these things. It would literally do me no good. I was the one who was creating distances between us. So, it was only natural that he would seek closure with his ex.

“Get the hell out of my sight woman,” a voice rang out.

I frowned slightly. What was that?

That voice belonged to Mike. I was so certain about it. Why was he in such a bad mood? Did Jean break his heart for the billionth time? I gritted my teeth as my head bore deeper into the pillow.

I’ve officially