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Sorry, I’m An Anti-Romantic
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By Authoress Kamara
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Chapter 24: A little chat
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Miles trailed behind Aiden, an eternity’s length away, until they made it back to their room.
The halls had begun to fill with students hurrying to breakfast, the extra bathroom down the hall, or their friend’s room somewhere in the house, and the commotion separated Miles and Aiden even more.
Miles didn’t enter their room until a full minute aft
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