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Behind the Locked Door

作者: Nyra Vale
last update publish date: 2026-07-31 00:42:55

Harper wished she'd just kept walking. Instead she was stuck in the middle of an empty classroom while Fiona Reed pounded on the door from the other side.

"Luca! I know you're in there!"

Luca pinched the bridge of his nose. "She's got incredible timing."

"You say that like it happens every day."

"It does."

"Have you ever just told her you're not interested?"

"I have."

"And?"

"I did tell her."

Harper blinked. "Then why's she still chasing you around the school?"

He shrugged. "She thinks I'll cha
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