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107 | that's my man.
SHAYLA'S P.O.V
"You sure you don't wanna come?" I asked Bryan again. He shook his head, a slight worry in his eyes. I frowned. What was he upto?
"You okay there, stinky?" I asked Bryan, concern flooding me. "Are you sick? Shall I make you some soup?"
He let out a quiet laugh at my baffled situation, took two long strides towards me and held me by the shoulders. "Dear sis, I am okay! Just stressed about work, that's all."
I reluctantly let the frown etched on my face slide down. "Well," I said, smoothing out the unimaginary creases from my dress. "You know you can share everything with me, right? I would tease you to death but I also would take the secret to my grave."
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A Handful Of Stars 109 | daylight.
CAMERON'S P.O.V"Your scars have almost faded," She stated, my wrist loosely held between her fingers. I gave her a small smile, and my eyes gravitated towards the little shell earrings I had brought her from the boys' trip we had a week ago. My smile widened."I mean, that's good right?""Of course," She quickly said, dangling her legs from the bed. "Hey, can I ask you for a little favour?"I turned towards her face, trapping one of her loose wisps of hair between my fingers and twisting it and tucking it behind her ears. She gave me a sweet, sultry stare — and once again, I felt like the Cameron who had seen her s
A Handful Of Stars 110 | you're so gorgeous, i can't say anything to your face.
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A Handful Of Stars 111 | it's been a secret for the longest time.
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A Handful Of Stars 112 | the musings of the study.
SHAYLA'S P.O.VCameron returned the next day. And then the next. And the next too. And the next as well.It took four days for us to go through half of my proper paintings - the paintings that weren't scribbles or done on rough pages. Four days for me to realize that I felt something for Cameron.
A Handful Of Stars 113 | ishq-vishq and whatnot.
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A Handful Of Stars 114 | the family dinner diaries.
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A Handful Of Stars 115 | mumbai, here we go again.
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