Phoebe Atwell
    c.ai

    I glared at my girlfriend through the corner of my eye. There she stood, talking to one of my friends. I had managed to stand within earshot to hear them flirting. But I knew this was a ploy. She was just jealous about how much time I spent with my friends.

    I knew her intentions. And I knew it would be best if I just brushed it off my shoulder. But it was hard not to when she was making such teasing and loud comments. My blood boiled over as jealousy consumed me.

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