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“This is so dumb,” Imogen said, looking at the discarded tokens of her short-lived relationship splayed around her. “We were barely even dating!”
Elle pulled her into a hug. “It's ok to have complicated feelings about this.”
A hot tear slid down Imogen’s cheek. “It shouldn't hurt so bad. I broke up with him. I don't understand what's wrong with me. All I wanted was to be loved.”
Elle met the others’ eyes over Imogen's sobbing frame and braced for impact as Sahar, Darcy and Tara launched themselves on top of them, their refrain echoing her own.
“You are loved.”
