“Why are we talking about this good and evil? They're just names for sides. We know that.” ― Neil Gaiman
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(August)
The anger in me was like a powerful angry cyclone. I refused to let it take over me. I knew I had no f*cking right to feel all this feeling, but I felt it.
Even Blaze looked kind of quiet and sullen, and I waited for some snarky remark, but none came.
"August! Don't tell me you have some feelings for Mikayla!" Caleb looked at me, eyes narrowed into slits.
"I won't tell you then!" I sighed out and Caleb gasped as he looked at me, his eyes searching me for whatever he wanted to know. A second later, he gasped as he found the answer.
"Do you have feelings for Mikayla? Do not answer my question with another question. Do not try to evade it. You have been acting sha
