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[Well. That hurts, for sure. She drops Catty's hand, wrapping her arms around herself. Michael had said that nobody could replace her, she was special like that, but... Well, how did anyone know if someone else couldn't be replaced if they didn't try? And Corrine was around. Willing. She's upset, but there's also a sense of calm. Maybe that's shock or depression or whatever.

Her lips tug into a frown.] There's only been two other guys besides him. It's not like I have a huge list of men I've smashed my mouth against.