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Chapter Thirty Two
Enrique.
He could easily just sweep off any girl’s feet and make them head over heels for him with just his words. I wouldn’t even deny that my heart stopped (not literally) for a while when I heard that phrase from him.
He just knows it. Without even having to exert any effort. He’d easily make progress.
I don’t even know where he was getting all these words! It was like he was vomiting sweet phrases every now and then, and oddly enough, I’d even end up daydreaming about it as if it felt nice.
I mean… it was nice. It feels nice when it feels like someone’s there to wait for you.
But it felt weird—well at least for me—that someone was seeing light behind my darkness even when he knew everything that I went through. Sure… I was different among the girls he’d meet, or every socialite they’d set up for a blind date with him—but I was different in a bad way!
I did ha
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