"Well, I'm moving to Washington."
Edward. Bella. Proof.
Leah opts to wax Freudian (srsly? that dead white quack?) rather than believe there's mystical substance behind her dreams.
It wasn't logic that was guiding me as I stormed over to them and practically wrenched her from his grasp.
"What a worthless boyfriend you are."
I was married, and he couldn't forgive me.
She continued to sit on the floor and look up at me with her haughty, catlike eyes, throwing insults and taunts my way.
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