tight. I shut my eyes as her beautiful face floated into my head. The sassy look she’d given me on the day I met her. The way her features were pulled in tight as she yelled at me for making the school think something had happened between us in the art supply closet during that first week. How excitement shined bright in her green eyes when we darted through the forest with something much more than attraction pulling us together. It all seemed so trivial now, so innocent and insignificant given everything we’d been through, but there wasn’t a moment spent with Gemma that was insignificant. We
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