Entangled
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"Elysia?"
"Who... are you? Have we met before..?"
He smiled. softly, sweetly. Too sweet. Her heart melted like a scoop of ice cream on a summer sidewalk.
Baadum~♡
Wait.. hold up. Since when did she get this fluttery around someone at uni?
But this moment... would be the first stitch in something far more complicated than just attraction.
A story tangled in confusion, blurred memories, and the slow unraveling of what really happened that day.
How will it end? That's the real question.
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