"Don't say it, Atticus!" I shouted, forcing my tears to stay back.
His brows frowned, reaching forward to hold my shaking hands, "I'm in-"
"Atticus, please," I whimpered, pushing his hands away.
"I'm in love with you, Tabitha," he whispered, catching my hands and pulling me towards his chest.
"You can't," I suddenly sobbed, as my arms wrapped around his waist.
"Yes, I can," he said calmly, resting his head upon mine.
I pulled away, and looked up at him through my lashes, "You can do so much better."
"That's impossible," he whispered, kissing my forehead lightly.
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read the journey of how two broken teenagers learnt to love themselves again.
Elliot Jensen and Elliot Fintry have a lot in common. They share the same name, the same house, the same school, oh and they hate each other but, as they will quickly learn, there is a fine line between love and hate.