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Continúa, Has publicado oct 04, 2018
"it was like cupid shot his arrow and he's stuck in a world he can never get out of, because she is his world."

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As Vanessa Hills questions what she'll be doing after college, she never expected a boy to come knocking on her door to ask her something that might change her fate. 
All he wanted was for her to be his best friend's date. Simple. 

When Grayson Dunman's best friend drags him to go on a double date with someone he barely knows, he finds himself trapped in a situation he never expected himself to be in. Being squeezed to sit beside a girl and have a forced conversation with her as his best friend flirts with his own date? 

Definitely wasn't his dream. 

It all started as a dreaded double date. But what if they came to realise that they weren't so bad together after all? 

"No, he'll not fix me. That is my responsibility. He will be my light. A light that guides me to loving myself. A light that guides me to loving him."
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