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CHAPTER THIRTY- TWO

ELLA'S POV

"For the last time Trent, stop touching my things!"

Trent was now sprawled across my bedroom floor, rummaging through my belongings. His mouth was smeared with the bright pink gloss I had carefully tried to manage while applying it this morning.

God, what kind of stupid trouble had I gotten myself into? All because of the money I borrowed from him that ultimately changed nothing.

He picked up another of my crop tops, stained fingers grasping at the fabric as he tried yet again to pull it on over his head. I grabbed it back before he could stretch the delicate material.

"You really need to stop pawing at my stuff, Trent!" I snapped, my voice going hoarse from yelling. He merely flashed an unapologetic grin my way.

"And why the hell did you have to choose my bedroom out of all rooms to crash in. You couldn't stay with Liam or Connor instead? Or one of your new basketball buddies?"

Trent flopped comfortably onto my pillows, head nestled cozily on Mr. Snuggles, my cherished ch
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