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e you doi

too fast, too hostile, sounding mor

handsome face as he adjusted the giant bouquet of pink carnations in his arms. "Am I not allowed

ir from my lungs. Look at him, my conscience screamed. He drove all

ht smile onto my face as I stepped aside. "I'm sorry, Brad. Truly

ry detergent and mint gum with him. It was a scent that usually made me feel safe, b

our college lives with that awful fight hanging over our heads," he murmured, tucking a strand of hair behind my e

he image of Liam out of my m

s coming from. When you told me you wanted to major in Journalism instead of Business, I just panicked. My dad's firm already has a position lined up for yo

t subtle, gentle t

g, but somehow, it

ery milestone. I knew him better than anyone. But lately, every time I tried to make a choice for myself, like cho

ly impulses" that would ruin the perfect life

as ruining our future, I had snapped. I had gone to that part

, I wondered if I was the one who was wrong. He

ng down on my chest. If he knew what his lecture had driven me to do last ni

my forehead. "We're always okay. I

The words ta

ared for years. But for some reason, my body wouldn't cooperate. There were no sparks. No sudden rush of heat. My brain wa

ing to be breathless, and gave h

ooking around my room. "Well, I have some news that's going to make you love me even more. It took

pulled out a shiny new plastic c

for my university. With

ses back home. I'm transferring here, Ava. I'm officially a student here starting

just drop...it co

was here. Permanently. On the

choked out, the walls suddenly fee

or in my eyes as he wrapped his arms around me again. "Aren