I am Just a Side Character
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I was never meant to be the main character.
Six months, that was our deal, A fake relationship..
He needed me not for love but for six months to pretend to play the role of his perfect girlfriend.
I told myself it was only an act. A contract with an expiration date. But somewhere between in his cold games and his unexpected kindness, I broke the first rule--- I fell for him.
("You feel like the main character aren't you? Everyone around you cares for you and I..I am just a side character even in my own story.")
James look at me with fury in his eyes "I told you not to make a mess, but you still have to do it."
He said it and just took her hand with him. He saw her clothes dirty, but didn't even notice my bleeding hand.
It's hurting me, Everyday feels like a choice : Stay hurt or leave and lose.
Because in his story, I was never supposed to be the main character..
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