PROLOGUE

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Pain sucks.

My throat closed up and I couldn't draw enough breaths of fresh air. It felt like a large python had settled itself heavily on my chest and it was slowly squeezing out all the air from my lungs. No matter how much I wanted to cry and cling to him and tell him that he was literally breaking my heart, it was not my style. I was not that girl. I was not the girl who let other people see her break a sweat, I was not the girl who showed she was hurt. I didn't do that. You hurt me, I hurt you back.

Olivia Jacobs taught lessons.

Olivia Jacobs gets even.

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