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The Line We Crossed

The Line We Crossed

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Tue, Aug 11, 2026
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Fiction
Romance
Romantic Comedy
College and University
Slow Burn
Celestine Mara Lin was intelligent, ambitious, and determined to make the most out of college. Love was never part of her plans not when she had dreams to chase. Then they met. Lucien Xavier Rousseau was the kind of person who kept to himself. He wasn't great at making friends and usually stayed quiet, but there was something about him that made people curious. What began as an unexpected friendship slowly turned into something neither of them was prepared. Celestine had only two rules Never fall for a classmate and never fall in love with a friend. Some feelings are harder to hide than others and some secrets have a way of finding their way to the surface.
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