Kayla’s POV.Standing before the mirror, I couldn't help but smile at my reflection. The white gown I wore beautified my body and curves, and I turned to each side, appreciating the way it revealed my figure."If you weren't my best friend, I would have taken you right into my bed and had sex with you!" Willson, who had entered the room, blurted out, his words causing me to burst into laughter."Come on, Willson, don't be silly!" I urged, attempting to stifle my laughter.In truth, I was well aware of Willson's deeper feelings for me, extending beyond mere friendship. However, I chose to ignore it, avoiding complications that might come up from acknowledging those emotions."I am not being silly, Kayla, and you know it! You look like a damn model, and I just don't understand why he didn't appreciate you back then! I bet his head would be on fire if he was to see you tonight!" Willson added, causing me to pause for a moment. He was referring to my past, and it was clear he knew more
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