Fatal Desire
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khe
sits beside me, effec
iform, wore my hair up in a ponytail with a sword hair stick pin, and exited my room. Without bothering to sit for
listen to the bloody nonsense that came out of every teacher's m
of the chairs in our superfluously grand cafet
lianna-Jules, as I love to address her-asked b
"Legacy of the Gods by Rina K
I felt a pair of unwanted eyes at the back of my head. "D
s a given fact. "I mean, what e
t by William Shakespeare or The Grea
ly in her face, thankfully cutting her off
r chip in her mouth, chewed, and swallowed. "You on
g r
ker for bà
yboys not ready to commit to a relationship and
books you read will catch up with you. Like, you co
th, a grin stretched out on my face,
ike that, wo
u
g hushed whispers under their breaths. "I mean, didn't Romeo and Juliet díe at the end? And, didn't Gatsby
h, b
read one of my many dark romance books, but before I could even open my mouth, she
want to. Read
p, holding my chest, causing a smile
hair behind her ear. The only difference is that while he
eached my ears and a frown slapped itself on my face when he pu
I've seen him one too many times as he stood ov
o," I
side me. My gaze flicked to Jules and she shook her head at me,
y face as I watched him pick up one
way,
ped at my best friend, staring at her lik
t do
t do
t do
d him gawking at me. When our eyes met, h
tra
nt
pre
d at him-for ten seconds tops before he lifted his hand, and
ches my ha
tick pin holding my hair up in a bun, spun it between my middle fing
eam that resonated in the cafeteria, holding his ha
id
o
o
id I
ood stàb which may or may not cause him his left hand, but still... Nah, just kidd
round him as if he is bleediñg. I mean, yeah, I kno
one mutter from the crowds as I pushed aw
green eyes greatly delighted me, and I tilted my head and smiled to show him my smile. "Does it hurt a lot? I hope it does." I let my hand inch to
nally glaring at me, the hungry
this
re cr
ile on my face and forcibly dragged out my hairpin from his hand, ea
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