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My heart stumbles so hard it nearly face-plants. He let someone call me his girlfriend. In public. With zero hesitation.  I just stand here, pretending the entire axis of the earth hasn’t tilted. No correction. No retreat. No escape from the fact that my brain is screaming, Holy hell, you have big feelings for him, like capital-F feelings. Maybe even L-word feelings.
Highest Point (The Hastings, #3)
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