𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞

"Sit. The fuck. Down," she said instead, her voice dropping into a warning tone.

But he only matched her and lowered his head just a tiny bit, so their eyes were perfectly levelled. His face was about three inches from hers, and she could study all the sharp and non-boyish features of his face.

"Why. Do. You. Avoid. Me." It wasn't a question anymore.

"Because you scare me."

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This is no love story.
This is simply a story where love is taken as less than a minor factor.

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