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But I didn’t.
What the hell is wrong with me? And how could I have been a heartbeat
away from ripping off my clothes to get closer to someone I don’t like and
even worse—can’t fully trust?
It’s harder than it should be to keep moving in the direction of my dorm
room when all I want is to go right back down those stupid freaking steps.
Tomorrow is going to suck.
