Dear Rose,

You're back to normal, I see.

You were your usual perky self at lunch, with Daniel wrapped tightly at your side.

All I heard: Dane this. Dane that.

This smothering affection made me sick. An upset feeling rising in my stomach. An unfamiliar tightening in my chest.

For some odd reason it hurt.

I couldn't sit there any longer.

love -
mei

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