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My eyes widen, "Wait...YOU!"

His face is impassive, "Me."

"B-b-but, what?!" I'm still in shock as I register the person I just bumped into to be the same person who dared make fun of me back in my home town, "I can't even."

He shrugs, "Don't worry, I'm not happy to see you either," a frown takes over his features, "I sure am not looking forward to a year of crazy girls wanting to touch my face."

I flush, fumbling vehemently for a reply but he beats me to It.

"Sorry," he says and the small smirk he sports makes me want to punch him, "Bringing up past events? That's low. Don't mind me."

With those very stupid, very annoying words, he walks away, leaving me stranded and speechless.
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Chris breezed into my life like a rainstorm in the summer sky, refreshing and cooling, soothing and endless.

He repaired the parts of me which had been ruthlessly damaged by the torment of my past, tucking away the demons that shadowed me during the day, and awakened me in the night.
He brought out the girl I'd hidden, which I believed would have never resurfaced. I owed him everything and could not imagine my life more perfect.

However, my life began propelling forward and embracing new changes meant meeting new people. That's when Chase Matthews became a part of my world all too quickly.

He contrasted the cool rain Chris was, instead flashing through my life like lightening in the darkness, white hot and jagged, edged with mystery.

I was unable to prevent his entry into my mind, being too drawn in to his scars and own dark issues. The more attached I grew, the more I realised the risk of exposing my dark shadows.
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Annabel has a single ultimatum.

Let him in. Or let him go.

Either way, the result will be the same. Hurt and secrets will run loose.
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