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[45] Not Even In My Dreams
KAYA'S POV
I stared at the shadows that danced around my cream-white ceiling my fingers twitching, it was quiet as it should be in the middle of the night, with only the sound of my soft shallow breaths filling the air.
Tuning over, I shifted my weight to the left trying to find the best position to sleep in. Secretly, I was trying to find the position I slept in the other night.
See I had this theory. You know how when you have a good dream and then something stupid wakes you up and then you try to get back to the dream you had before you were interrupted by sleeping in the same position as before?
I was trying that, I wanted to continue the dream I had. It was stupid I know but deep down I couldn't deny the attraction I had for Azian. And who could blame me? If I couldn't have him in real life why couldn't I have him in my dreams? It was just a dream, after all, dreams were harmless. I could imagine what could have been if it
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