The Bet
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Última publicación mar, abr 20, 2021
"Rowan?"
"Is that you" I asked
Rowan quickly turns around and says "it isn't what it looks like"
I immediately look behind him and see a girl standing there with red lipstick smudge on her face
The girl steps forward with a smirk on her face and says "I don't know why you look surprised after all he had me first"
"And did you really think he liked you? because if you did you should know he made a bet with his friends that he could get in your pants by the end of the school year"
I looked at Rowan to see if it's true what she was saying and he's face had sadnesses and guilt on it, that's all I needed to know
But all I could think about was everything we had was based on a Bet
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( MATURE ) ~ IF YOU DO NOT LIKE MATURE THINGS THIS BOOK IS NOT FOR YOU!!!
(( This story is a high school romance with mature scenes and this is my first book ever so don't get mad ))
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