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MAEVE

I wished this guy didn't have this effect on me. Why do I seem to lose my composure when he was near me? I'd feel hot and cold all of a sudden and start imagining him in my dreams.

It was a sad way to live, truly. Especially when I knew he could never be mine.

"Hi," I lowered my eyes to the floor, my hand holding the door open.

Well, staring at Ronan in the eyes was an extreme sport.

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