Ch 25
Quinton POV
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I scrub the plates, my body stiff, raged.
My eyes are burning with no rest.
Not even a blink of sleep to calm them,
I couldn't even close them shut for a second without reliving the kiss we shared.
The other two days I was not trying to ignore her
I just felt an attraction towards her which I shouldn't have in the first place and figured it will pass by like it all started.
But the truth to be told, I always had this drawing to her.
An interest,
An attraction,
A feeling deep down which leaves me clueless
But any of that didn't matter.
Because I always sat across the table, on the Christmas and looked down at her features which used to change every year as I saw her.
Those lips, her hair growing long, her braces taken off, her hips getting wider…
