What girl?

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Ivy's P.O.V. I groaned, as my body woke up. Looking up and seeing that I was lying in an awkward position on my bed. No covers over me, and my feet were lying on my pillow. Lovely… I groaned again, because when I looked up and moved my body, I was struck with a massive headache, making me press my hands against my temples, hoping I would be able to push my pain away. Great Just f*****g great I had my first hangover. I sighed, as I rolled over to lay on my back, the events of last night slowly coming back to me. My mate I had found my f*****g mate and he hates me. Great. Just f*****g great. For most girls, finding and meeting their mate was one of the most beautiful days of their lives. I frowned, wondering why I had to be the one to end up in a situation like this. Not only w

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