Chapter Twelve

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Nova Pov The nerve of that skank. She actually thought Arlo would still entertain her after he got engaged. “What a w***e,” I snap as I slump onto the chair in Arlo’s room. He chuckles and kneels before me. “Is someone jealous?” He teases as he grasps my hands. “No,” I snap and pull my hands away. He sighs and stands up. “Don’t worry about her Nova. She’s a nobody.” A sick feeling fills my stomach. Those are the type of girls he is usually with. Insecurity consumes me as I compare myself to her. She was so pretty, with beautiful brown hair that reached her bottom. Thick lips and a slim figure. I can never compete with that. Now I have calmed down enough to think I realise how stupid that was. “I’m sorry,” I tell Arlo and stand up. “I can still go after her if you want.” I star

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