#softcruelty

Fanfic, they’d call it. But if someone ever found Isadora’s journal— The one she wrote after Davika left her for a man?

It might’ve read something like this:

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Oh Davika.

You left me for a man.

What was so special about him?

You know this was a betrayal, right? I saw you walking into the library with him. Holding hands.

And the second you saw me— that perfect little smile of yours died.

It was like you’d seen a ghost. Maybe you had. Maybe I still haunted you in the places he could never touch.

I want to say it didn’t wreck me. But then I spent the whole night crawling through campus, digging for dirt on your new flame.

Oh, and please don’t insult either of us by pretending he satisfies you.

He’s vanilla in a paper cup. I was the banana split with the gold-dusted cherry on top.

With me, you screamed like the world was ending.

Tell me you forgot.

I dare you.