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"Are you okay?"

James' concerned voice pulled me out of my daze, jolting back to reality after the shock of seeing the video of Samantha and Romeo. I looked up from the phone with my eyebrows furrowed.

I gave a tight - lipped smile, trying to hide my emotions. I was feeling different emotions right now, a mix of anger and confusion. I didn't want James to notice. So I faked it till I made it.

"Are you really okay, Ivy?" My mom's voice echoed in my head. I could feel her concern too.

I smiled, though it felt forced. "I'm fine, mom, really."

Then I turned to James. "Shall we get going?" I questioned him.

James responded quickly, eager to make his exit. "Definitely! Let's get the party started!"

I nodded, trying to shake off the negative vibes from the video. I took a deep breath, determined not to let anything spoil my mood. I was going to have an amazing time, no matter what.

As we entered his car, James turned to me, his brows furrowed with concern. "You seem pretty distracted after
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Marena John Lambrou
Enjoy it girl. Lucky to have tasted a real kiss from your first true love
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Marena John Lambrou
God he loves her so much but he’s willing to give her up bc of his f***ed life. I get it & lived it
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Saloni Shah
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