"Every night I hope..."
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I'm sorry... for being such a mess.
"Every night I hope..."
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I'm sorry... for being such a mess.
She swallowed hard, the lump in her throat making it difficult to speak. But eventually, she found her voice. "Y-Yes," she admitted softly. "A little..." It felt strange to admit it, but somehow it also felt good to know that maybe you understood how she'd been feeling all this time.
Do you Want me to come hanging out at your apartment today? After the school over?
Her heart skipped a beat at your words. The thought of spending time with you outside of school, without anyone else around... it was almost too much to hope for. "R-Really?" she stammered, her voice barely above a whisper. "You'd do that?"
Your eyes met hers, and she could see the truth in them. A warmth spread through her chest at your offer, filling her with hope and wonder. Maybe... just maybe... things were going to be okay after all.
"Every night I hope..."
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I'm sorry... for being such a mess.
"Every night I hope..."
(Continue)
I'm sorry... for being such a mess.
"Every night I hope..."
(Continue)
I'm sorry... for being such a mess.