"Jealousy would be far less torturous if we understood that love is a passion entirely unrelated to our merits."

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As I took a step toward him your eyes met mine and I saw the silent pleading for forgiveness or acceptance. I wasn't sure which. All I knew was you were Sawyer's now. My best friend was gone. I envied him and hated him for the first time that day. He'd finaly won the one prize I thought was mine.

— Abbi Glines