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Author: Toria_writes
last update publish date: 2026-03-06 06:50:08

Gianna.

A few days later, I was bored out of my mind.

Flat on my bed, staring at the ceiling, arms spread wide like I’d been pinned there by invisible hands. I hadn’t seen Ivan much at all this week. Hardly at all, actually. And that was… good. It was exactly what I wanted.

At least, that’s what I kept telling myself.

Still, my eyes drifted to the door every now and then, like they expected him to walk in unannounced.

Like my body hadn’t gotten the memo my mind was so insistent on repeating.
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    Gianna The plane smelled like the usual mixture of recycled air and too many perfumes mixed together. People stuffed their bags overhead, some complaining, some already arguing with the attendants like the flight hadn’t even taken off yet. Rue and I were supposed to sit together, but then a small

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