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Chapter 8. A Week
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2024-10-29 19:42:56I quickly changed into the sweats and realized he’d been right, they really were too big for me. I was folding up the bottoms of the sweatpants into some way where they would fit me at least a little better when there was a knock on the bedroom door and Damien came in.
He stopped just inside the door and stared at me.
I quickly looked at myself…
Was I wearing the hoodie backwards? What was wrong?
He slowly walked over, an expression on his face I couldn’t read.
“Am I wearing it wrong?” I was confused.
“On the contrary, you’re wearing it just right. I would say perfect even.”
He came over to me then and gently taking each one of my hands in his, folded the sleeve up to my wrists.
“You know I’ve never really worn this pair of sweats before, I thought it just wasn’t my color”
He said casually.
“Why did you buy it then?” I asked
“I didn’t.. It was sent to me.”
“Oh, I’ll get it back to y
Leyla CehangirHi! Story will be updated everyday. Let's hope Seline survives the week with Damien..
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