Simon’s POV I opened the door with a familiar groan as I stepped into Olivia’s apartment.. After two grueling days in detention, I had never been more grateful to be home. Olivia stood with an expression that barely masked her mischief. Her eyes were alight with a gleam that made me uneasy. “Welcome home, Simon,” Olivia said, her voice coursed with something I couldn’t quite place. “Look who we have here.” I followed her gaze, and my heart skipped a beat. There, sitting in the living room, was Alicia. The sight of her took me by surprise, leaving me momentarily rooted to the spot. Alicia, my first love. The room seemed to close in around me, and I blinked, trying to make sense of the scene before me. She stood up from the couch, her face flushed with emotion. “Simon,” she said, her voice trembling slightly as she crossed the room. “I am so sorry. Before I could react, she was in my arms, hugging me tightly. I was taken aback by the warmth of her embrace, Her voice was soft agains
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