~Prologue~

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~W A R N I N G~

1. I suck at writing dramatic scenes, action scenes, and lovey-dovey scenes... (So don't be too harsh ☹️)

2. If you don't like my outfit choices, then imagine something else... (Not that difficult 😐)

3. I don't really describe my characters' looks, so you can imagine whoever you want. (It's also easier, so I don't have to remember if a character's oRbS are oCeAn bLuE or cHoCoLaTe bRoWn. 😂)

4. If you don't like this story, then just leave and don't comment... Criticism is fine for things like plot holes/grammar/if something doesn't make sense. But if you're gonna complain that it's moving too fast, I don't care... All my stories are fast reads and don't drag too long. (Or at least that's my goal.) I do it on purpose, and I'm not changing that.

5. When you see bolded italicized text, it's usually the character's thoughts/them talking to themselves. NOT a medical condition.

You have been warned.

~Description~

I push the door open when I hear Ethan ask, "Wait, Red, can we talk?"

"I like you," I murmur quietly and quickly.

"What?" He asks, confused.

"That's all, bye!..." I say, bolting out of the cafe.

Before the door closes, I hear him shout, "Scarlett, wait!"

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I hope you'll give this book a chance! ❤️

June 2, 2023 ~ I've edited this to the best I can, but I won't be editing this book after today. I tried to keep whatever 14-year-old me thought was important and mainly fixed grammar issues. Thank you for all the support these past few years!

Byeeeeeeeeee! 👋

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