Shailene stared at Vernon for a while and clicked her tongue annoyedly, "I don't even know why am I being so kind to you, Vernon. You're the worst man I've ever met."
She started questioning her sanity as she found it ridiculous.
To be so gentle to a bastard like him…
'Maybe… maybe I still love him….' Shailene thought.
Deep down, she knew that was the real answer. She knew she was an idiot for having that feeling after being hurt by this bastard so badly that she couldn't even trust men anymore.
Shailene kept staring at sleeping Vernon, and the urge to kiss him grew in her heart.
She wanted to taste his lips again, even if that would be the last.
Shailene clenched her fist, trying to ward the stupid idea off her head.
But she couldn't help it, and the urge started to grow bigger and more uncontrollable.
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