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“She needs me”

“She doesn’t”

“She does”

“Doesn’t”

“Does”

“Doesn’t!” she shouted, tossing her hands up in frustration “God, what is it with you irl? How does she have your balls wrapped in her corrupt little hands? She is not a good person”

“Says the person who literally has me chained to a chair”

“Because of her, you idiot Don’t you see? She ruins everything”

“What did she do to you, Catherine?”

“I beg your pardon?”

“What did Stella do that was so evil to you? You knew her, what? When she was five? Six? Then again in her teens? Please, by all means, tell me how she ruined your life”

“You wouldn’t understand”

“Sounds like a cop-out”

“Well, it’s not”

“Or, it is”

“It’s not”

“It is”

“He wanted us to be her!” Catherine finally snapped She tossed her hands up in frustration and let out a deep growl of annoyance “He wanted us all to somehow step into the shoes of Sophie The woman who he talked about like she was the sun Do you kno hard that is? To live up to the ie of his dead best friend? To be co? When we first broke up, it was around the ti Then e reconnected, it was the sa Sophie this, Sophie that, all the time”