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Author: Asita Ali
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VIVIAN

Two weeks had passed since I arrived at college, and I was beginning to enjoy my new life.

The campus was alive with energy, and for the first time, I felt like I had space to breathe, to explore, and to be myself…or rather, to be Lily.

I glanced at the clock. It was already time for Jack’s checkup.

I had to head over to his room, make sure everything was in order, and then we’d be off to the hospital for his scheduled visit.

Pulling off my top, I reached for a fresh one when the door suddenly swung open without a knock.

Startled, I looked up to see Jack standing in the doorway, his eyes widening as he stared at my bare chest.

My heart skipped a beat, and I froze, “What the hell, Jack?!” I screamed, “Get out!”

But Jack didn’t move.

Instead, he leaned casually against the doorframe, with a nonchalant look on his face.

“Why haven’t you come to run my checkup yet? I’ve been waiting.” his voice was annoyingly calm like he hadn’t just barged in on me half-naked.

My cheeks f
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