You are. And he is not. [When he had broken up with her, Stella had never thought 'his loss'. But now, she can't help but think it. His loss. Her win. Let him chase Bloom, and all her absurdities, which Stella has grown to love a little-- but not enough to ever think Bloom is a greater prize than Stella herself is.]
And you're a King. That's a step up, if you ask anyone at all.
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And you're a King. That's a step up, if you ask anyone at all.