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I stare at Ginger without a word, my body tense, and my mind blank except for the overwhelming need to go to her. f**k, she looks so pretty in that dress, and just staring at her brings up a lot of thoughts—none of them pure. I don’t even realize how obvious I’m being until Hana’s voice cuts through my trance.
“What are you staring at, weirdo?” she asks, raising a brow in complete disgust. “Does anyone here look like Ruby?” she continues, making it clear she isn’t over me messing with one of her best friends.
The thing is, I never really messed with Ruby. She told me she liked me, and when I asked about Hana, she clearly said she would give up anything to be with me. I defined our relationship and told her I didn’t want a girlfriend, but she insisted, probably hoping she would be th
