DANIEL
A mistake. That's what it should be.
Every second from the moment she walked in and I lost my f*****g cool to when she detonated in my grip like she'd been waiting her whole life for me to show up. Like she'd been saving up for me, the moment she would explode around me, strangle my fingers, and refuse to let go.
And it all started when I saw her jumping off the boy's motorcycle. Her lips were red, her hair was blowing in the wind, and she was smiling. Wide. I should have looked the other way and kept my distance, as I've always done since I moved. I make sure she has everything she needs from afar. Like her stash of vanilla ice cream, her milkshakes, vanilla again, and her favorite fruit, banana, just because there's no vanilla version.
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