Xia Harris

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I let go of her and her body stiffened. “I should apologize for that…it was more than just a friendly kiss…but I can’t.” “I don’t have a boyfriend,” she blurted out, head turned toward me, eyes focused on my chin, arms hugging herself as if she was about to fall apart and was barely holding herself together. “What did you just say?” “I don’t have a boyfriend,” she repeated slowly, this time meeting my gaze. “It’s over? It’s done?” I asked in disbelief as something indescribable coursed through my veins.
The Hardest Fall
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