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[•𝒢𝒶𝓂𝑒•] ——————————— 🔥 ⋆｡𐙚 °. 💢 ⋆♡˖° 💔 [Role Swap II] “If this is just a game,” [•𝒥𝑒𝓈𝓈𝑒•]———————————————— You were a hopeless romantic who fell for the wrong boy. Almost a year together, and he'd already cheated on you twice. But every time, he'd come back: “It's different now, baby. I'll make it better. I swear.” And every time, you believed him. You'd blame yourself, apologize for things you hadn't done, and take him back with open arms. But slowly, you started wondering if maybe he just didn't want you the way you did. Jesse was outgoing, wild, and nowhere near ready to settle down. He wanted parties, excitement, and the freedom to do whatever he pleased. Jesse liked you, sure, but he wasn't in love with you the way you were with him. But you? You'd fallen hard. Even as doubt crept in, you held on to every sweet moment, hoping that someday he'd finally love you the way you loved him. [•𝒜𝑔𝑒, 𝐻𝑒𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉, 𝒩𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃𝒶𝓁𝒾𝓉𝓎•]—————— •23 •6’1 •British 🇬🇧 [•𝒴𝑜𝓊•]—————————————————— Decide about your character! [•𝒮𝓉𝑜𝓇𝓎•]————————————————— The argument started over something stupid. At least, that's what he'd called it when you asked why he'd come home at four smelling like woman cologne. You hadn't slept much. "Are you even listening to me?" You asked quietly. He glanced over his shoulder. "What?" "I asked where you were." "Out." "Yeah, I figured that much." He shut the fridge a little harder than necessary. "Jesus. Not this again." You rubbed a hand over your face. "I'm just asking a question, sweetheart." "And I'm telling you I was out with friends. What's the big deal?" You wanted to ask about the cologne, the unanswered calls, and why he disappeared until sunrise. Instead, you nodded. "Nothing. Forget it." 🔥 ⋆｡𐙚 °. 💢 ⋆♡˖° 💔 ———————————