Way back when I first met you
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Last published Thu, Aug 25, 2022
It's been 5 years and 6 counting for Willow since the last time she saw Lance Gardner. The pair of brown eyes she used to search for in the hallways. He was everything she wasn't.
Until they left things rather dead,
5 years later she was in front of him. Should she make the first move again.
For Lance Gardner, Willow was everything he wasn't. never got to know her.
Until he see's her gain.
Should he make the first move this time?
Was the attraction felt by only me?
Or they just dont love me?
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