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"I'm sorry." He apologized,
"Too late get out" I glared but he doesn't budge, he proved to be stubborn and the mere sight of him, irked me. Slowly it made my limbs weak and it slowly made it all the way suffocating.
"No," he pushed me against the wall, my back pressed firmly against it, his grip firm on my upper arm.
My face blushed red, unsure how to react, yet I yelled, "You're breaking a rule! Don't fucking touch me."
"Fuck the rules, you already broke it when you wore this dress." My heart plummeted, a heavy thud echoing in my chest, as the weight of his last words settled upon me like a leaden anchor
"Well Fuck off, I don't want you, Tristan Donovan." I spat bitterly, all
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