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49. Runway Red

Slowly, my head averted back at the tone the voice just addressed me through.

Say no heart.

Please say no…it wasn’t…him.

It was Liam. He sat on the sofa just by a corner I didn’t notice in the sitting room. With his legs crossed, his black oxford shoes shook with a touch of manliness. The both of his arms pressed flatly at the upper part, of the white couch.

Like a deer caught in head lights, I moved to face him wholly. With my bag in my hand, I timidly observed him. The instant my eyes locked with his, a vivid recall of last night appeared in my head.

The bar.

My tantrums.

And, my words…

My words…Oh my gosh, my last words?!

I immediately averted my eyes, looking at the other side of the room.

“I…um...I was j-just going back, Liam. I don’t want to be a burden to you anymore.” I muttered.

Please don’t ask me an

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