chp42 Secret photos

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Darya

After last night's eventful night. I stare at the ceiling, looking over at the desk with the classified files still untouched. An itch I can't scratch.

“What's the time?” I said softly. Rubbing my eyes and taking my hair band of his wrist to tie my hair up. I peer over his shoulder, leaning on him.

“10:36.” he tells me but im more focused on the picture on his lock screen. I second guess myself. But i think theres a picture of the two of us dancing, in the rain. It's a cute picture. The world seems to have been paused at the right second. A captured memory.

Sef I mutter under my breath. “What was that,” I tried to grab his phone to make sure it is what i saw what I saw. But he puts it out of my reach and powers it off.

“You weren't supposed to see that.”

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