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Rosalind

I sighed in disappointment. "Uhm, yeah. Of course. I understand why you don't like me. I mean—wait, what?" I looked up at him with wide eyes. 

He looked down at me with amusement in his eyes. 

"Can you repeat what you just said?"

He smiled. "Hmm, I don't think so," he said, removing his hands from the wall and moving away from me. I held onto his biceps and forced him to look into my eyes. 

"Axel. Repeat what you just said."

"No," he stubbornly said. 

I sighed in exasperation. "Repeat it, please. Repeat it...for me," I said, my voice almost breaking. 

He threw his head back and groaned. "Fuck. You're going to be the death of me."

"Come on now, please. Please," I looked up to him with wide and bright eyes. 

He let out a small breath and brought his face closer to mine. I could feel his breath hovering over my lips, almost touching them. 

"I said, I think I'm