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Anxiety was a feeling I was becoming too well accustomed to.
Everett was going to be furious, but I had no choice unless I wanted to explain to his brother why I suddenly couldn’t start coming to their home. My friends were already becoming too suspicious of my sudden behaviour, although Gabriel was the most subtle about it, even though he was acting all calm, cool and collected about the situation (such a classic Shaw son move), I could see how much he was concerned in his eyes.
Tapping the back of my pen against my notepad, sitting on the floor of the Shaw Manor Library, leaning against one bookshelf whilst staring at another, I was in awe at the sight of how many books they had. It was a reader’s dream come true. I could only imagine how much Everett loved devouring
