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I shut my eyes for a few seconds, swallowing a gulp down my throat. I couldn't stare at Romeo or mutter anything after the last thing I said.

I glanced at Xander. His eyes were gleaming in delight, he was grinning from ear to ear. Why wouldn't he be happy? He should be happy because I chose him over his enemy. I was sure that Xander would be very pleased with himself right now. He would be feeling on top of the world.

I took a deep breath and breathed out. I finally got the courage to look at Romeo. I stole a quick glance at him.

Romeo's eyes met mine. His forest green eyes were a shade darker and he had a blank expression on his face. But, he was hurt. I knew it. He just did well to hide his feelings.

"Okay," Romeo finally muttered.

He stood up from the seat and walked out of the class, without sparing me a final glance.

A line appeared between my brows. Why did Romeo leave the class? I only told him to vacate the seat next to me. I didn't tell him to get out of the class.

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