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been in Terrance’s car plenty of times–but never like this.
ya was stuck overseas, so it was just the two of us. Quiet. Awkward. Tense.
d rushed over the second he got the call. They were seconds away from forcing me to give -maybe even locking me up.
d Cecilia? She dropped the nastiest line yet:
ve known for a while you were reborn too. All your big ideas came from some entrepreneur 1 saw in your past life. You already had two kids with Mike–don’t act like you’re still pure.”
at was it. I snapped. Slapped her across the face.
en I lost it, fighting like hell to break free.
en Terrance stormed in, he found me alone, struggling against four people.
ir a mess. Clothes torn. Face scratched.
yeah–Mike got another beating.
is time, he didn’t get back up.
k
e tension in the car was suffocating. I couldn’t take it anymore.
et that was a fun little show for you,” I muttered. “Still… thanks for showing up.”
e car jerked to a stop. Terrance’s hands clenched the wheel, silent–but the rage rolling off n? It was suffocating.
y did it feel like I always pushed his buttons?
topped my head, ready to faceplant into the dashboard, when a cold hand gripped my
the next second, I was yanked into a tight, shaking hug.
; voice was low. Raw.
neck.
o you have any idea how scared I was? My hands were shaking when you called. I don’t even
nt to think about what could’ve happened if I was one minute late.”
rm drops hit my shoulder.
it–he was crying?
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I scrambled for something to say. “I’m fine, seriously. Don’t worry about those four–twigs, all of them. Could’ve taken eight if I had to!”
He held my hand, silent for a long beat.
Then, finally-“What are you going to do now?”
And just like that, all my fake confidence deflated.
“I can’t go back. I was thinking maybe I’d rent a place-”
“Why not move in with me?”
I looked up, stunned. Did I hear that right?
Maybe realizing he came in too hot, he quickly looked away.
“Freya… she misses you.”
I wasn’t some clueless teenager anymore. Thought I’d grown out of all that fluttery nonsense.
But hearing him fumble through that weak excuse? I couldn’t help but laugh.
“Terrance, is it really that hard to just say you like me?”
His eyes flicked around like he was searching for an escape hatch.
“How did you know?”
Seriously?
I leaned back, grinning. “Why do you even like me? We barely knew each other before, right?”
He looked almost offended.
“What are you talking about? Don’t you remember? Tutoring class–I sat right behind you!”
My eyes widened as I looked him over, head to toe.
The chubby kid from way back started lining up with the guy sitting in front of me.
I used to think it was just a name coincidence.
But nope–it was really him.
The glow–up? Unreal.
Back then, I felt bad he was always alone, so I talked to him. Even shared my breakfast a few times.
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Who would’ve guessed I was feeding my future boyfriend?
Yeah… that’s fate if I’ve ever seen it.
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