“I’m not mad,” Lena said, leaning against the doorframe. “I’m just… full.”

Lena read: “A ‘bitch’ is a woman who doesn’t beg for a man’s time, approval, or love. She has her own life. And that scares the hell out of nice girls.”

The book wasn’t about being cruel. It was about being whole .

“You stopped trying to be what I wanted. You became what you wanted. And I realized… I didn’t want to lose that.”

Friday night, Mark showed up at her door unannounced—something he’d never done. He had flowers. Real ones, not gas-station roses.

“What?”

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