It was cliche, that's how we were.
A bad boy like you, a good girl like me, would this get any more typical? We were like taken out of a book, grabbed by an angry reader, and pulled out by fate.
But our story didn't turn out to be predictable.
The bad boy is still bad.
But the good girl became much, much worse.
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Dalliance: Part II
Short StoryThis is not another heartbreak. This is not me crying over a guy who shattered me apart. This is me crying over a guy who I shattered myself. This is me crying over regrets, undecided choices, and the most nonsensical reasons for being apart from hi...
