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Chapter 23 Matching Outfits

That's it, no more fear. Just pretend everything was normal, chanting this to myself, punching my left hand on the right hand and pressing my lips in a thin line, and gathering some confidence, I sat beside George on the bed.

His scrutinizing gaze never left me; I wanted to hold his jaw and turn his face to another side. But no, I am not here to do this, right.?

Oh, and this awkward silent ah, it's killing me. I came here to comfort him, but I didn't know how to comfort him, so taking a deep breath, I decided to answer his question, "there is nothing to be scared about." The word right was silent, not because of his presence next to me, but about the worry plastered on his face, which was visible in thin lines of wrinkles on his forehead.

"So why are you sweating then?" he asked, coming closer to me, and the distance between us was getting shorter. He smirked when he saw me startled.

"N-no, I'm not." Ahh, I hate myself for stuttering at this moment; never mind, I attempted to wipe my
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