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Behind Your Eyes...
THE FRONT SHUT CLOSED BEHIND HER; it was the afternoon already, and all her mind could think about was Michael even after she had just parted from him. However, Harlow noticed he didn't look too pleased with her rushed departure; like always, Michael showed his disapproval through his angered exterior, but she couldn't miss her curfew. She had to be back by six P.M. Otherwise; her mom would have a mental flip at her disappearance; not only that, but Harlow didn't want to break her mom's trust; they had agreed to be completely honest with each other. The promise meant everything to the women; it was the foundation of their relationship, and if that no longer remained, what were they?
Although the heavy guilt inside her was becoming seemingly unbearable as she hid the fact that Michael Collins is her Mate, maybe it was out of fear of her mom's reaction, or maybe it was her mom's perception of her daughter after a piece of tragic news. Harlow didn't know which on
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