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120 | you better run from me - part one.
SHAYLA'S P.O.V
My OMG-I-KISSED-CAM fever was, like most of the things, popping up in my head, over & over again – due to my overthinking trait, which was very dominant, much to my dismay.
Bryan & Caira had assured me that the kiss won't ruin things between us and that I had no need to freak out so much and think of commitment right away.
But what they had failed to understand was that I was scared of the dangerous feelings that had unfurled in my ribcage a
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