She gave a short, quiet chuckle and removed her hand that had been covering her mouth before speaking. "Don't you get it?" She questioned. "You made my life a living hell and you think that makes us - what? Friends?" Ansley snorted, shaking her head. "What type of fucked up world do you live in?"
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Forgetful
FantasyShe never believed that the idea was true; she lived her whole life in lie unknowingly. She believed that the mummers had spread lies; she believed in what she was told, what was drilled into her head. How is she supposed to react when it was finall...
