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VINNY, What just happened? Again. I sighed and sat on the bed. Why do I always lose control when he's close to me? Why do I always let him do whatever he wants with my body? Why does my heart beat so fast everytime I look into those eyes? Do I perhaps like him? No! Not at all! That's not at all possible. I try to convince myself. I get up from my bed, dry my hair and change into some decent clothes for my work. But I still can't get his thoughts out of my head. I am already missing his presence, his touch, his voice, everything. But somehow I gather myself and walk towards the bookstore I work at, totally not bothering to take a leave from my work for some stupid party. ____________________________ "Here's your book. Thank you for your purchase." I said as I handed ove
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