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"Dal! I'm trying to say I fucking love you! Alright?"
"Love doesn't exist, doll."
"You know Dal, Fuck you. I went soft for you and this is what I get. Fuck. You. Winston." She flipped him the bird and got out of the car. Dallas sighed running his hand through his hair. He loved her. He really did.
