Lucille’s POV I was going to do it. I was going to press my lips against hers, hold her waist tightly lost in each other’s embrace, enjoy the softness of her small lips, locked in mine, not parting away until I’m out of breath and to hell with what anyone had to say. In that moment, my logic had completely surrendered to my emotions. I was operating on pure, desperate impulse. But she didn't let me. Before I could close the distance, and kick in with my imagination, Marcella shoved me back with a force that sent me stumbling until I hit a chair. Hard. The room erupted into a flurry of gasps, whispers and movement.“Marcella!!!”. A girl rushed to Marcella’s side, calling her name to keep her from doing anything rash, likely a friend, I still remained fallen on the seat, unsure of what to do until I saw her new attachment, there was a guy standing beside her, well body built like a trainer, maybe he is, I noticed the way he approached Marcella with an attraction, just like the way P
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