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126 | uncertain about the future.

One Year Later.

SHAYLA'S P.O.V

"What! I told you not to disturb me — I am workin—" But the words dried up at the tip of my tongue when I pulled open the door of my bedroom after incessant knocking from an annoying mood-breaker. Because oh bloody hell.

I wasn't expecting to see Cameron.

Cameron. My Cameron. Who was supposed to be in Los Angeles for some interview, was standing right in front of me, at the door of my bedroom. I blinked not once, but thrice to make sure that it was really Cameron. When he broke into a smile at my sight, I realized that he was not some caffeine-induced hallucination my brain was concocting. He was real, and most importantly, he was right here, with me.

"Oh my God," I exclaimed, my hands flying to my mouth as I gaped at him in disbelief. "You are here! But you said you couldn—"

"I missed you too much," He said, and then swooped in for a kiss, snaking his hands to my back and taking the opportunity to push me further against himself. I melted under his touc
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