break up no.8

The compliment felt more like an insult now. It had been rattling round her brain like a tiny pebble in her shoe, mostly ignorable but the source of frequent sharp pains. She tried to recall as many gestures and phrases as she could and filtered them through hindsight. Words like ‘ridiculous’ took on completely different meanings depending on tone; had she been misremembering things, hearing what she wanted to?

It was amicable, she had been telling everyone, they’d remain friends she said.

It has been three weeks and the last words he said, that little pebble, is getting harder and harder to ignore.

“No one will ever be good enough for you.”

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