"You're my air. My heart, my life, my soul, my everything. And I know that I don't seem the type to talk deep like this or whatever, but I fell in love with you... and I don't know if I'm sorry about it."
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"Cal?"
"-you're just really pretty and- wait, yeah?"
"Shut up for a minute."
"I'd love to."
• Completed but undergoing editing. No major plot changes •