The Love Triangle
Not a word of concern, not the slightest hint she would consider seeing Trevon.
She was serious about making a clean break.
Looking at Trevon, sprawled on the floor and still whispering 'Madeline', Yahir clicked his tongue in frustration.
He could already tell that Trevon's quest to win back Madeline was going to be a long one.
'So, they say, smart people steer clear of love. Anyone trying to talk me into marriage is basically my arch-nemesis,' Yahir thought.
Madeline's sleep was anything but peaceful, her dreams a blurry mess of running. She was uncertain if she was trying to shake off someone on her tail or catch up to someone ahead.
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