CALVIN'S POINT OF VIEW
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She looks at me and smiles a smile that reaches her brown eyes, I push the thoughts and comments that pass through my mind that regard her eyes, then extends my hand and she places hers in it and we start dancing.
Involuntarily, just to check on my friend, I look up, and I push back the feelings that try to come to the surface as I see Alex on his phone, probably texting John f*****g Doe.
Ok. Forget about Alex! This is about getting the old you back.
But was the old me happy?
It doesn't matter! The old you was easy and safe!
We dance and things got heated. For her at least. It’s gonna be for me as well. I just have to take her to my hotel room. Or her place. Better her place.
" What would you say if we would get
