Successfully I've estranged myself from the tempting mistress of Mass, Baccarat.
Breaking up with Ellery's the difficult part, along with the renowned Kai and elusive Iain, seductive and barely out of reach.
I wish I can peel away this mask, this false facade of indomitable strength I've impressed upon everyone. I'm not oh-fucking-kay. But the charade, the show must go on.
Oh yes, I'm the great Pretender.
p.s Again, it's NOT about YOU, cockroach. *sniffs disgustedly, the very thought of you brings upon a bad smell in the air.
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