“Done with trying to figure out who was with her, against her, or walking down the middle because they didn’t have the guts to pick a side. She was done with anything that didn’t bring her peace. She realized that opinions were a dime a dozen, validation was for parking, and loyalty wasn’t a word, but a lifestyle. And not because of a man or a job but because she realized that life is way too short to leave the key to your happiness in someone else’s pocket.”

I’M NAIBAI.


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