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Chapter 94

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last update Last Updated: 2024-09-13 23:31:12

SARAH

It had been a few days since that night with Marco, and honestly, I still hadn’t figured out how I felt about it. Every time I thought about it, a knot of anxiety tightened in my stomach, and it didn’t help that I’d been doing everything in my power to avoid him since then. It wasn’t like me to act this way—shy, nervous, practically hiding—but here I was, avoiding eye contact, making excuses, and ducking into rooms whenever I thought he might be nearby.

It wasn’t just the awkwardness that made me steer clear of him. It was the fact that, for once, I didn’t know where we stood. That night had shifted something, and I wasn’t sure I liked the way it made me feel. Vulnerable. Exposed. I didn’t do well with either of those things.

I mean, what was I supposed to do? Walk up to him and casually say, “Hey, remember that time we slept together? Yeah, let’s just forget about it.” That wasn’t going to happen.

I sighed as I paced the length of my room for what felt like the hundredth time t
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I OWE YOU AN APOLOGY, AS A FEW COMMENTS AGO I GOT MARTHA CONFUSED WITH MARIA, SO PLEASE ACCEPT MY APOLOGY
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