Don't say that. I avoided eye contact. Don't.
He pulled me closer. Brushing a strand of hair out of my eyes, he said, Now you're just being controlling.
And with good reason.
No offence-
Meaning offence. I cringed. Continue.
He stopped dancing.
It was then that I realized that Leah's song was finished.
Alexander was slow clapped, a wide, happy grin plastered across his cheeks. "Bravo! Bravo!"
We stared at him.
I chuckled. He's whipped. He's genuinely whipped.
I know the feeling.
Same. I froze, realizing what I said. Uh... yeah.
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