She was a bitch.
Aurum Norton was positive of it.
He gave her his everything but she never cared.
He remembered how she would roll her eyes at him when he cracked a stupid joke.
How her hair as dark as charcoal would fall into waves till her elbows.
Or how he would catch her looking at him like he was the world.
But now, it all meant nothing.
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