We got into a fight today, and it was about Vanessa.
You told me that she was trying to get back with you again recently.
I asked you if you had ever considered breaking up with me to crawl back to her.
You got mad at me for not thinking that you were really committed to our relationship.
And I never said anything like that.
Then I told you that I felt insecure about myself and that I wasn't good enough for you.
"Why would you be insecure? Am I not showing you enough affection for you to realize that you're perfect for me?"
"You're not the problem here, Benjamin. It's me. Vanessa is so much better than I am, yet you chose me. She has a beautiful voice; she can do anything, and I can't. I just don't understand why you do this to her. I'm nothing compared to her."
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The Girl Who Couldn't Speak ✓
Short StoryMama told me that I was a beautiful girl when I was little. Mama said that I had the prettiest tan skin, soft wavy black hair, and the most enchanting emerald eyes. She always called me her bundle of joy. Then she got very sad when she told me that...
