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NEW YEAR, NEW HAIR

Author: VEEWRITES
last update Last Updated: 2025-04-12 19:41:37

CREED'S POV

January 9th. Monday. The type of Monday that tasted of regret and cold coffee, eating at the back of my mind.

The holidays were a blur—Zara's silence, my guilt, YuYu's kiss.

God, YuYu.

I had not heard from Zara for two weeks. Nothing. No text, even a suggestion that one was on its way. She was done trying, and truthfully? I didn't blame her one bit. I led her on, made her believe there was a chance when there wasn't. I gave her hope there was something left when I knew already I'd given what little I had to someone else—or at least, whatever remained of it.

It was my fault. I shouldn't have treated her like that. Zara wasn't just some girl I'd once loved—she was a friend. A damn good one. Seeing someone like her get hurt… killed something within me.

And now I was going to do the same to YuYu.

Except this was worse. Because I didn't just lead YuYu on—I wanted her. I missed her. I yearned for her in a way that was irrational and all-consuming. I hadn't seen her in weeks eith
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  • PRETEND PRINCESS   THE WEIGHT OF THE WORLD

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  • PRETEND PRINCESS   THE RAINY DAY

    Lily's POVRain pounded against the windshield in mad sheets as Creed's truck roared through the city. My heart beat a quicker pace than the tires ate up ground. I was late. Again. Shit. Why did it have to rain this one day out of all days? I gripped my purse hard, feeling the wetness of the scrub pants pucker against my legs. The rain had not been kind to me. Neither had traffic."I said I ought to have driven," I grumbled, half-to-myself and half-to-Creed, who smiled and apologized for nothing. Typical."You were lucky I just happened to be in the area, squirt," he drawled, his gaze sweeping the road. "Now get that promotion before your boss eats you for lunch."I did not stop to reply. My nerves were already thin enough.I burst into the hospital and hurried by the entrance like a fire woman. My soles squawked on the shining tiled ground as I sprinted along the corridor. Water dripped from my hair and coat, making a puddle trail behind me, but I didn't care. I thrust open the glas

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