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12. Misinterpretation

Author: Sommy Nuela
last update Last Updated: 2024-07-21 19:35:40

Alexa's POV

"He was avoiding me," I muttered under my breath as I paced around the office.

I had been nervous ever since I realized that my relationship with my godfather had changed. He was no longer the man I saw as my second father. He became something more after we shared that kiss. I began seeing him as someone special.

I slumped back in the chair, waves of disappointment crashing over me. Why was he avoiding me? I thought.

He had made the first move, and he did enjoy the kiss. I saw how his eyes had dilated when we had finally released each other. So what changed in the past few hours? Had he suddenly realized that what we were doing was wrong and that the kiss shouldn't have happened in the first place?

Swallowing past a lump, I shook my desktop screen to life using the mouse and stared back at the inventory file on the screen. I should focus on work. Or rather,
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