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2024-10-29 19:42:56BASH
I am frustrated. That’s what I exactly feel right now. I walk away from Trinity, frustrated.
The moment her door closed behind me, I felt I was helpless. I release an exasperating sigh. Running my fingers on my hair, I walk away without looking back because once I look back, I know myself, I will knock again, and this time I’ll grab her head and press her against the door and kiss her to release all my frustrations away.
I meet Edmund waiting for me at the parking lot wearing a goofy smile, but he doesn’t say anything. A song by Collective Soul is playing when I enter the car.
“Shut off this fucking song, Edmund!” I fasten my seatbelt. Our gazes meet at the rearview mirror. He changes the song to a pop song saying something like I’m without your kisses. I’ll be needing stitches. I roll my eyes.
“Seriously, Bash. What’s the scowl for? I thought you and Miss Mallory had talked?” he asks while driving out of the
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