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Chapter 9

Author: Zee Gabriel
last update Last Updated: 2023-03-08 19:50:55

“Okay. ” I can't help but wish that my answer was right as I grab for my brush and run it through my hair, but I know that it's probably wrong. It would be quite embarrassing for me to show my face in front of my classmates at school. fearful of the looks that would be cast her her by the rest of the people. Attending summer parties was not an option for me, so please tell me all about them. Take a look at this team that formerly consisted of six people but now only has five members.

I have no doubt that every single person is aware of it. Even though it has been a whole summer since it happened, I can't help but wonder if they are still finding it to be as novel an experience as it is for me.

"Are you sure?"

My eyes always seem to land on his when I glance in the mirror. It's almost like stepping into a time machine when he holds them; for a brief minute, it makes me feel as if nothing has changed at all. If we maintain this level of eye contact and continue to look at each other in
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