Chapter Five
That Little SomethingYes, an idiot.
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“I’m so sorry. I wasn’t thinking straight.” I stuttered immediately and prepared for a punch or a slap or some swearing, or even worse, a very long cold war.
It took him a few seconds before he could reply. “Whatever.” He looked as flustered as I was but less annoyed than I’d imagine. In fact, it didn’t seem like he was annoyed at all. He did though, rush out of the library almost immediately.
I couldn’t think straight. I was insane. I was an absolute idiot.
Author's Note:
This is me trying to tease you with a small update. Thank you for dropping by!
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