"My darling, You will never be unloved by me You are too well tangled in my soul"
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I adjusted myself on the couch, taking in the chaotic scene unfolding around us. The room was packed; a mashup of mismatched cushions and hastily rearranged furniture barely held everyone.
Rose was beside me, close enough that I could feel her warmth through the thin fabric of my shirt. She seemed a bit out of place, her wide eyes darting around the room and I had to fight a grin when she leaned in a little closer as if seeking reassurance.
I catch her biting her lower lip in nervous anticipation as she watches the bottle spin on the floor. She was sweet in ways that made my life both more complicated and more interesting.
I still can't believe how she got all worked up over that stupid ultrasound prank-who knew she'd care so much about something so minor? I've got to be careful tonight. No embarrassing her, at least not too much.
Right, Aadam. No stupid risks tonight.
Freya is in the center of attention, joking and laughing as she spins the empty bottle on the floor for the first round.
The bottle finally stops spinning, its neck pointing directly at Leo, who lets out a groan. The other end lands on one of Ailsa's friends, Marnie, who has a wicked smile on her face.
"Alright, Leo," Cameron called out, leaning forward with a grin that made me instantly suspicious. "Looks like it's you against Marnie. What's it going to be? Truth or Dare?"
Marnie leaned back with a smirk, crossing her arms over her chest. "Obviously dare duh," she said quickly, without giving Leo a choice. She had clearly decided to play the game her way.
"Wait," Leo interrupted, his voice a little too eager. "Don't I get to choose if I want Truth or Dare?"
"Nope!" Isla cut in, shaking her head with an exaggerated roll of her eyes. "We're not playing it safe tonight."
"Yeah, Leo," Cameron added with a wicked grin, "you're not getting out of this. Marnie's in charge."
Leo groaned dramatically, but I could tell he was going to play along. He had no choice, really.
"Alright, Leo. I dare you," Marnie says, drawing out the words teasingly. "to hand your phone to Ailsa... and let her read out your browser history. Loudly." she says, her voice cutting through the noise.
The room erupted. Laughter, mockery, hoots, and whistles filled the space as everyone turned to watch his reaction. Ailsa's eyes widen, and Leo's face turns an interesting shade of red.
"Oh, hell no," he says, half-laughing, half-panicking as he pulls his phone closer to his chest like it's his most precious possession."This is an invasion of privacy, you know."
