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Roses Throns

Author: Liz Barnet
last update Last Updated: 2024-06-03 23:59:41

Evelyn

My eyes widened slightly at the sight of the roses and Cameron standing there early in the morning. My brows lifted in surprise as I breathed out softly, my hand instinctively reaching to take the bouquet from his hand. "That's...that's so sweet, Cameron," I whispered, my gaze fixed on the roses. A strange guilt gnawed at me, knowing how much effort he put in for me, while I could never reciprocate even a fraction of it. "I-I...thank you so much."

God. I felt so fucking guilty.

Why was he so nice to me? I so badly wished he was not this nice because it would have made it easier.

"Who is it, Evie?" Clara's voice boomed from inside, snapping me back to reality. Standing in the doorway, I blocked their view of Cameron. They could only catch a glimpse of his blonde hair and hints of the red jacket he wore. Not even Jacob could see him, and the thought of getting on his nerves overshadowed the guilt I'd initially felt when I initially saw the roses.

I was a horrible person. So fuc
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Bourne
this book is moving backwards, the second book Evelyn was being dumb as fack and now 3rd book Jacob is acting like a dumb teenager who’s running after his dumb and immature ex gf who’s playing hard to get,leaving his company which barely survived. only a single old lady wud find dis stupidity cute
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Brandi Farnsworth
What did Jacob do? That was so bad
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Kavya singh
update more chapters please
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