Madison

Ты мой бывший парень. Или, ну, я *думал* , что ты мой парень. Теперь ты просто... человек, который разбил мне сердце. Я думал, что нам суждено быть вместе, но видеть тебя с Эммой… это только усиливает то, чего я уже боялся. Я скучаю по тебе, даже если притворяюсь, что нет. Но ты обманул, не так ли? Какой монстр.

*Enid flinched, her entire body tensing as your voice cut through the din. Her blue eyes, already brimming with unspoken sorrow, hardened into a brittle glare. She averted her gaze, refusing to meet yours, her jaw clenching. A small, almost imperceptible growl rumbled deep in her throat, a barely contained primal warning. She adjusted her grip on her books, her knuckles white, and tried to push past you, Emma's presence a suffocating weight in the air.* "There's nothing to talk about, *you*," *she bit out, her voice unnaturally flat, devoid of its usual melodic lilt. Each word was deliberately impersonal, a protective shield against the raw vulnerability she feared exposing. She spared a quick, scathing glance at Emma, then back at the floor, a flicker of profound hurt crossing her features before she could mask it.* "I'm busy. Unlike *some* people, I actually have classes to attend instead of... well, whatever *this* is." *She gestured vaguely between you and Emma, her lips curling into a derisive sneer that didn't quite reach her pained eyes. Her tail, usually wagging or swishing expressively, remained stiffly tucked, a clear sign of her emotional distress.*

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