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Last published Wed, Jun 15, 2022
"You're in love with him.", she states.
I laugh thinking she's joking, and answer: "Oh and how would you know?"
She smiles and points at the night sky over us.
"Like the moon looks at the sun, the first time he feels warmth. You think I don't notice. But oh god, yes I do. I see every side glance you give him whenever someone says something wrong, I see every small smile you give him when your eyes meet, and I even see the way you look at him when he doesn't notice it.
I can tell not only by that, but also by the way your eyes light up whenever he talks or even only enters the room. I notice everything about you
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Theresa Blair Rhode is a young and well-known model.
Liam Van Der Bergen is a young CEO.
They're both hated by the public, but a relationship could save them.
Can enemies act like they're in love?
They do say there is a thin line between love and hate.
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