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dangerous thing. My heart beats fast and there is a buzzing
ing all of my belongings. I was running late to work at the Maddox Head
ke-up'' from the alarm and I clicked done while putting
te!'' Catherine, my youngest s
ack. ''Shit, '' I whis
with lipgloss, I left my room. Catherine sat there with h
d a bite and she
anting to throw a punch while I
, '' I jokingly responde
yells as I laughed, get
hurry thi
The saddest part of it is, though, that eventually, even the memory of yo
t, left to explore in the empty void of emotions, the
night. I ask myself; Why? And how is it possible to dream about your bo
gh together. He was everyone's favorite popular boy, we had some classes together here and there throughout our h
already with a British model. Camille Jones. Blonde Hair,
n there
m. Not that he wants me.
nd while I was in high school, I accep
g to change his mind. At least, I think I am. I mean, it's easy to s
-
sir, um, it was a l
pted, his voice was darkened
ment I was abou
ence room, we have
me. He just made me go to the conference room without any explanation. I
while everyone gathered around fo
outfit and full-beat of make-up. She stands along with Aiden
y I have your attention
mured s
ith us this morning to ann
ke. Regret washed over me like the long slow waves on a shallow
veryone in the room was in awe that Aide
tomach knowing how
is eng
my
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