Loving Diane

Loving Diane

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Five years ago a misunderstanding took away Diane's friendship and love Now five years later things have changed and her life has taken a U- turn back to her past. Will she find her way back into the long lost love and friendship? But everything has a price? Is she ready to play with fire? ___________________________________________ I turned on my heels and almost walked away when a tight iron like hand gripped my arm twirling me around. I was trapped between the two rows of the seats with Lucas right at front of me. Both his hands on with side of the seat "Don't you dare to talk to me like that! And you're right I could've stopped the invitation from being sent but I didn't because I didn't think you'd fall so low to actually show up since you cheated on my sister. But I guess I was wrong you're even worse than a whore-" "If I'm worse than a whore then why did you think I wouldn't come? I mean a whore can stoop to any level right?" I tried pushing him away but he was so strong he didn't even buff "You believed that asshole of your friend over me. Hell you actually invited him to come and then you tell me I'm the whore? You've got a fucked up mind because you don't even know yourself if I'm the wrong one or not" I continued Lucas was so close to me that if I moved any closer we would actually kiss. I could feel his warm breath fanning my face as my body was pressed against his "You're right! I do have a fucked up mind and it's all because of you. I trusted the wrong person" he replied, letting me go I laughed bitterly, "it's funny how I think the other way round about you" "Now there's finally a common ground between us" I said
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