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M I R A N D A

I still haven’t gotten over about the fact that Hugo nose my full name. And to make it worse, now was really the time for me to ditch my contact lenses and ruin all my cover.

While the foods were served one after another, all of us started eating and while I was doing so, I still feel Hugo's eyes glancing at me from time to time. I have been trying so hard not to meet his gaze because I don’t really want Audrey to be starting a fit in here, not in front of Landon and the others.

I slowly pull my head up, trying to take a peek from Hugo but as soon as I did so, he is already staring at me while he feeds himself. Every action he does, he stares at me, when he takes a sip from his drink, when he wipes his cheek with the table napkin or when someone is talking, his damned glue-green eyes were on me. It was so hard not to feel distracted because I came here with Landon and I don’t want him to think of anything and I don’t want him to suspect anything too.

I tell myself I