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She opened her eyes to see the world from a different set of eyes. A whole new world.
The emotions, they were so real. The anger she felt. The fireworks in her stomach when she saw him blushing, the happiness she felt when she got the roses, the impatience to meet him, the surprise of seeing the men, the fear she felt, the pain… oh, the pain! The emotion she felt deepest was the betrayal. He betrayed her. He played with her, toyed with her emotions, and killed the trust for anyone in her. She didn’t even trust herself.
She looked at the blonde in front of her in bewilderment. She could handle the dreams, but seeing him right in front of her was too much for Rhea to handle.
For once, she was just Rhea Sanchez. Just Rhea, no trace of Rose Weasley in her to dampen her spirits. No thoughts about Scorpius Malfoy, just Al, only Al.
No. no. no. You have no right to feel that way about my cousin, young lady.
Rhea wanted to groan. Everything seemed to be about Rose. Rose. Rose. Everywhere she went, everyone she talked to, everything seemed to be connected to Rose somehow. Rhea had had enough of it. It irked her, how everyone doted on Rose, when Rhea knew Rose wasn’t the perfect girl everyone thought of her to be. Rose Weasley was selfish. Rose Weasley treated Rhea as if she was scum under her feet.
This needed to stop.
She was broken. Completely.
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