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Dinner Party II
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Camila's POV In all honestly there was nothing wrong with having a smaller chest, in fact she looked amazing but the fact that she was trying to make me feel insecure was an issue that I couldn't put aside. She wanted to play dirty so could I. Her smile tightens but before she can reply I turn back into the conversation just as Jacob calls my name. "Do you play?" He smiles nodding behind me.I turn my head towards the music being played in the centre of the room before looking back at him and nodding. "Which do you play?" The question comes from Arnold who's narrowing his eyes at me as if he doesn't believe it. I chuckle awkwardly, "All three actually." Piano was the first of many instruments I learned. It was my gateway drug to the whole world of music. I rarely ever spoke about my talent for music outside of the music department at the school and save for mamá no ones ever really paid any mind to it. "You do?" Comes Alejandro surprised voice and I turn my head to see him blin
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Camila's POV Twenty fucking two?!Greta was only twenty two years old?The grip on my fork turns impossibly tighter, nearly enough bend the metal. Ethan was in the middle of a story next to me but I couldn't care less for I was too preoccupied with the information I had just been given. Greta was only twenty two, she was closer to my age than she was Alejandro's age of twenty eight. And she had the audacity to call me a child when we were closer in age than she was to Alejandro?!I didn't know how to process it. I look up casting a glace ahead of me at Alejandro who's seated next to Greta. But I'm only focused on Alejandro. So he doesn't mind younger? I cant help but feel pathetic at the small sliver of hope that rises within me. It's highly unlikely he'll even start considering me in that way and I need to get myself out of this haze of Alejandro. My gaze lingers on the handsome man in question and I find myself contemplating if he's even worth it. He takes a bite of his food
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