#Chapter101
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Yeah… that wouldn’t work.
I actually don’t think anything would work. That’s also the reason why I’m keeping it a secret. Less drama to deal with.
/"We can make this work./" She whispered, and the fact that I could feel her breath on my lips gave me a big urge to push her further away.
/"No, we can’t./" I didn’t want to be harsh on her, but maybe I have no choice. /"I can’t give you what you want. I can’t love you./"
I backed away from her and walked out of the court room, totally forgetting about Xaxa still being there. Once I stepped out, I remembered and had to do the awkward walk back in the drama room. /"Xaxa, come here./" I called her through greeted teeth, trying not to look at the hurt on Ophelia’s face, because I, as Angus felt bad for it, and Rodor had it in bigger doses and was doing his best to try and kill me.
It’s your fault, you jerk. Not mine. So piss off.
