ROMAN’S POVShe remembered that, didn’t she?That day at her parents. That day I walked her to her front porch instead of heading home myself as usual. I was only supposed to walk her to the bus stop, take my own route, but somehow I ended up doing the opposite. Getting on the bus with her, and then following her home. Right to her very porch, that was how enthralled I was.A blissful, childish evening. I think I was going in for a kiss when it happened. Her mom happened.The door behind us flinging open, disbelief brown eyes staring down at us right then and there. I was caught right in the middle of everything and that day, I fully understood. I understood what a difference she and I were. While her environment was controlled, arranged, protected, mine wasn’t.We were so different, but if it was possible, that day only made me cherish her more.Want her more, see her more despite her mom’s furious warnings.“Childish,” I muttered, chuckling slightly. The memory fading off. “She rem
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