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I planned to slip a diamond on your finger, but instead, I am washing away the memory of your betrayal with aged scotch. Don't mistake my cold shoulder for apathy; it takes every ounce of my willpower

I planned to slip a diamond on your finger, but instead, I am washing away the memory of your betrayal with aged scotch. Don't mistake my cold shoulder for apathy; it takes every ounce of my willpower