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34. Falling Harder
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2023-08-27 23:56:00Jacob’s POV
Ever since her performance granted them the winning position in today's activities, Rima had retreated to a corner with a small group of girls from the team. She wasn't very active in the conversation, but the soft smile playing on her lips and the relaxed way she leaned back in her chair told me she was comfortable in their company. Her gradient smile, shifting from subtle to radiant within moments, was a sight that always managed to catch my attention.
In those moments, I found myself stealing glances at her, my gaze inexplicably drawn to her. It wasn't just the magnetic pull of her energy, but also a need within me to ensure she was okay. An unspoken promise I had made to myself to always be there for her, to protect her from any harm. Her request for space earlier in the day had taken me by surprise, instilling in me a newfound fear of losing her. That she might just disappear, leaving me to search for her without being able to find her again.
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Love Me Not, Mr. Snow Acknowledgement
This book is for the two loyal fans who stayed with me throughout this book and kept on providing amazing feedback, gems, and supportive words. Thank you from the bottom of my heart. Without you, this book wouldn’t have reached its end. For those who read this book after it was finished, thank you for reading it and reaching this far. I hope it was an enjoyable read for you because that’s what writing is all about for me, to give readers a chance to immerse themselves in a world they don’t want to get out of and I pray my book was able to do this for you. Really need some comments in the book details section, if you like the book please leave one before moving on to another book to allow other readers the chance to read Jacob and Rima’s story like you did. New projects are undecided yet. I have a few ideas but not sure which one will see the light next. I will announce any new book on my account so make sure you follow my page. With Love, The Black Daisy
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