~FIORELLA~I barely sleep after I lie on my bed when I'm done taking my bath, and changing into my nightwear.And it's not because I'm nervous about the presentation.At least, that's what I keep telling myself.But every time I close my eyes, my mind drifts back to Lucas, to the way he looked at me when we finished practicing, to the warmth in his voice when he told me WE were ready.That word shouldn't have stayed in my head for as long as it did. But it did.And when I finally wake up, sunlight is already slipping through the curtains of my hotel room.I lie there for a few seconds, staring at the ceiling.Today is the presentation. Today is also the last day of our time in Albania.By tonight, we'll be on a flight to Scotland.Everything suddenly feels like it's moving too quickly.I sit up and drag a hand through my hair."Focus, Fiorella."Presentation first, then feelings later.I force myself out of the bed and walk into the bathroom to brush my teeth an
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