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“By talking about Mars, Elsa hoped she was making Dylan insecure, was making him realize he loved her more than she loved him, because if that were true then Elsa was safe. As long as his side of their love had more ballast to it, she felt in control and like he would not leave. Everyone left Elsa, and so she needed to be sure.”

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