Envy
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Maven Williams never meant to envy her best friend this much, but somehow, it had reached the point where just hearing Lindsay's voice felt like a sharp reminder of everything Maven wasn't. She couldn't talk to Lindsay for more than five minutes without the sting of comparison pulling her away, making everything feel so much more distant than it ever should have.
Lindsay was everything Maven wished she could be-small, cute, pretty, intelligent, hot, funny. She had this effortless charm that drew people in, especially Russell.
Maybe that's why Russell was so in love with her, instead of Maven.
Maven's heart had always wanted one thing: to be loved by Russell. She never cared about much else, not as long as he could see her, the real her. But how could he love her when everything in her life was a mess? An un responded love , a mother who was anything but sane, and now a ridiculously good-looking guy living in her room, adding to the chaos.
How could she compete with that?
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