It all started with assumptions, which lead to insults, which intensified from there. She thought I was talking about her behind her back. I didn't. She thought I ruined her relationship with a guy. I didn't. She thought I stole from her. I didn't. I had no clue why she'd think these terrible things, but I did know that our friendship meant nothing to her when it came down to it.
He was there for me. Texting me at midnight. Defending me in school. Giving me his jacket when I didn't have mine. He was my Prince Charming, and she was only there to ruin us.
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My Own Cinderella Story
RomanceIt wasn't until I hadn't had anything until I finally found something.
