My First and Only Love
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All that was left was silence. Complete and utter silence. I curse myself for being so stupid. This was a deal not the real thing. I got up. I can’t be in this room any longer. Callum opened his mouth to speak. I just shook my head.
“There’s no need to fake that you like me.” I croaked. I felt the tears threatening to spill. I pushed him out the way and ran out the door. Well there were 3 more steps.
I was about to leave but then Callum blocked my way. I tried to use all my strength to push him away. But he didn’t even move an inch. He had to reject me right in front of my face. His silence explains everything.
“MOVE! I know you’re going to reject me anyway. What’s the point of leaving me in here? What’s wrong with you?” I screamed. Falling to the floor. I let all my tears fall. I curled up to a ball and stared going through my emotional ride.
Evelyn Wilson has never had a boyfriend or a crush until Callum Taylor came into the picture. He was a bad boy, player. She was an average person. One day they made a deal. But this deal might just ruin everything they have. <3
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