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“That was my glass,” Aster’s answer shocked me and I grew more nervous. 

With my trembling hand, I kept the glass back on the table in a hesitant manner. But I ended up knocking another glass and water spilled all over my pants.

Hastily I got on my feet. “I… I am sorry…” I muttered before running towards the washroom.

 As I was about to reach the washroom, lowering my head I bumped into someone. I lifted my head to apologize but words stuck on my throat seeing my crush in front of me.

“I…” I was trying to say something

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