"Don't go after him, dummy."My subconscious mind yelled at me.
Maybe, it's really wise not to follow him. Since he doesn't wanna tell me what's wrong with him, I shouldn't force it too. Also, we just started talking again, I should make it seem like I've been waiting for this moment.
I shouldn't be a stupid b***h.
With those thoughts, I laid on my bed, packing all my notes together so that I could continue reading them. But still, my mind kept going back to the moment Romeo and I shared, I couldn't stop thinking about him.
God! Romeo, what have you done to me?
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"I'm looking good."I said to myself happily, as I stared at myself in the full-length mirror in my room.
My eyebrows furrowed when I noticed that my lips kinda look dull. I think I have lip gloss. I quickly checked my
