[ For a moment, Jyoti just blinks at her, as an ugly yet familiar feeling rises in her chest. It's something she's felt time and time again with Evangeline - that despite all their similarities, despite every way they simply get each other in ways it feels no one else possibly could, Evangeline... is better than her. In every single way. She has no idea how to process these emotions.
So she does what she does best: shoves them away and pretends they don't exist. Like everything's normal, and they're just an ordinary pair of friends gossiping about their totally regular love lives. As you do. ]
... Who? [ It's people. Plural. At least things haven't changed so dramatically that Evangeline's now monogamous. ]
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So she does what she does best: shoves them away and pretends they don't exist. Like everything's normal, and they're just an ordinary pair of friends gossiping about their totally regular love lives. As you do. ]
... Who? [ It's people. Plural. At least things haven't changed so dramatically that Evangeline's now monogamous. ]