Grudges
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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Fri, Jul 4, 2025
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Romance
Danielle Williams and Ian Sullivan have known each other forever, yet they can't seem to stand each other's presence. ❝ ❞ "Danielle, I swear if you don't close your mouth right now, I don't know what I'll do to you," he mutters, still standing behind my back. "You're not going to do anything, Ian. Stop trying to look menacing; it doesn't work on me," I replied nonchalantly as I twirl my spoon in the bowl of ice cream before me. But suddenly, I feel him draw closer, his breath grazing the nape of my neck, sending shivers down my spine. His hands cage me against the counter, making it hard to breathe. Despite my hatred for him, my body betrays me, reacting to his proximity. His warm breath tickles my ear as he whispers, "Are you sure about that?" With just those few words, he left, leaving me flustered and my thoughts in a mess. "This asshole!" I swear under my breath.
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Time was standing annoyingly still and I think I may have forgotten how to properly breathe. "Panda you have to come sit down pacing is not going to-" pushing my hand out I stopped him from saying anything. I stopped him from confirming the knowledge that there is nothing I can do to make this better. I pulled at my hair ripping a couple of strands out in the process. I hated the white walls and fluorescent lights that adorned this place. The squeaky sound that could be heard whenever anyone walked and right now I was causing a lot of squeaking. The strong smell of disinfectant burning my nose but none of it matter right now not any of it. "Where is he?" I heard the voice and my blood immediately started to boil. "You did this" was the last thing I said before I flew and was on top of his mom hitting her wildly. So much for not liking confrontation.

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