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Last night she embraced another man. Yes, I know continentals do that, but this was a little too enthusiastic on his part, at least.
And so I awoke at 5 am, jealousy gnawing at my insides, unable to fall asleep again. Some things never change.
There’s nothing to it, but a jealous man doesn’t care about that. She thinks I’m a saint and a superhero, but the darkness is lurking. There’s a worm in the centre of the apple.
