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"Rory.”
His voice was like hot chocolate. Warm and sweet that left a fuzzy feeling in the pit of her stomach.
The good fuzzy feeling.
For a second it made her wonder if it was Aaron who had sent the note.
She quickly shook the thought, it couldn’t be.
It can’t, she knew everything about him, and he knew everything about her.
Except for the fact she was Cupid, of course.
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Historia CortaShe was the girl behind the typewriter, the one everyone called cupid, but no one really knew her ✉ He was the boy behind the glasses, the one everyone called nerd, but no one really knew him ✉ highest ranking: #twenty two in short story
