Chapter Twenty five
Greyson P.O.V she died. yet here she is standing in the corridor. she looks exactly how she looked before only somehow more beautiful if that's even possible. Her skin glowing like the moon. her black hair looking impossibly dark against her skin. My eyes take in the rest of her appearance, her black tight crop top and skinny jeans showing her deliciously curvy body. God she perfect before but now shes like a goddess. My heart starts to thud at the idea of her actually being here. Being alive and being able to touch her, to feel her. I take a step forward and look up to her face and the look on her face makes me stop. why does she look hurt and angry? shit. I f****d up. the memory comes back to me and I remember the last time i saw her, crying and running away. I kissed Riley. "B
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