DamienI had developed a dangerous, self-destructive habit. Too dangerous.Apparently, everytime I saw Aurora’s face on a tabloid, I bought it. So, I stopped buying tabloids.Because each time I bought one, I’d instantly regretted it. But somehow, I kept buying. And buying. At this point, the amount of tabloids I had was enough to open a mini storeThis morning, I’d tossed another magazine at the desk, and Leila was standing before my desk.She glanced at it, then at me, then back at the magazine.“You know what you’re doing isn’t healthy,” she stared at me.I picked up the tabloid, read a paragraph, then threw it at the desk. Leila sighed. “And you both another one.”“Did I?” I looked away from her.“You literally threw it on your desk,” she cried.I looked at the desk, then looked at her, then looked away.The cover of this tabloid showed Leon and Aurora leaving a restaurant. It wasn’t anything inappropriate or romantic. It was just there.And somehow, that made it worse.The he
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