"How it happened? Do you want the honest truth?" Victoire picked at the pink, ruffled skirt she was wearing and sighed softly. "You had upset me. And he was my rebound. And then... it just kept happening. And I couldn't stop myself because sex is fucking amazing."
Victoire shook her head. "I remember a few years ago, you held his hand while we walked around the zoo. Remember?" She asked. "You made his entire life, and then you let go so you could eat and you didn't hold his hand again. He told me you probably just got tired of holding his hand because people thought you were too pretty to be with someone like him."
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