"shit." morgan's warm, quiet voice is what i wake to. i slowly blink, rolling over from my uncomfortable position in my garden.
"shit is right," i mumble, sitting up and stretching. morgan's already up and reaches out a hand to help me stand. i look around, attempting to control my breathing as panic slowly dawns over me.
"my mom's gonna kill me."
morgan runs a hand through his hair, his eyes wide. "my producer's gonna kill me."
i check my phone. it's 10:32 a.m. no missed calls from my mom, not even a text asking if i'm okay. typical. maybe my mom wouldn't kill me.
"i have to go, amber, i'm sorry." morgan kisses me on the cheek and leaves before i could even process it.
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Romance"𝙞 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙩𝙤 𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪" what happens when someone who's been invisible all their life meets a boy who really sees them? "𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙩 𝙢𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙞'𝙢 𝙨𝙚𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝" (starte...
