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"Rory, don’t pay her any heed." He admonished while Kenny nodded as he stepped closer to us.

"I remember her accusing you of wanting to ruin her wedding. She’s a horrible person who definitely doesn’t deserve you." Jenny announced and I laughed a little at the end of his sentence, but I couldn’t deny that he was making a lot of sense.

"That’s right. And didn’t she believe that Trevor over you despite you two being friends? She’s ...

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