The Second Name
Grace. --- That was the name I chose. --- We were in the same class. --- Not close. Not strangers either. --- Just… familiar. --- We had spoken a few times before. --- Nothing serious. Just greetings. Small talk about class. --- But even then— I noticed something. --- The way she looked at me. --- It wasn’t obvious. --- But it wasn’t normal either. --- There was something there. --- Interest. --- And I wasn’t the only one who saw it. --- I had heard things. --- People talking. Small comments. --- “Grace likes you.” --- At first, I ignored it. --- But now— it mattered. --- Because it made things easier. --- I didn’t have to start from nothing. --- I didn’t have to build anything slowly. --- Like I did with Roseline. --- With Grace— someth
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