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  No…oh god, Scott, no.

  “Oh my god,” I said.

  Chelsea turned around and smiled as her eyes caught mine. “Oh, hey there, Jess! You weren’t around, so I filled in for you. ”

  “You fucking bitch!” I shouted before I slammed the door shut.

  I heard a male voice call out after me, but I just ran as fast as I could.

  I need to get out of this house right now.

  I ran out to my car. I jumped in, started it, and sped away. I began crying so hard that I could hardly see enough to drive.

  After wiping away my tears, I slammed my hand on the steering wheel as I cried out, “How? How could I be so stupid? Why, God, why? Why would you do this to me again?”

  I’ll never, ever again trust my heart to anyone…especially Scott Reynolds.

 
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