Chapter Seven
I refused to believe it.
I just refused to.
I knew you were not a slut.
I've always seen you with a bright smile.
Not with a flirty one.
I refused to believe my friend, who said you slept with men.
I knew you did not.
Keeping a deaf ear to my friend's protests,
I called your number,
Despite how late it was.
But you didn't answer,
Leaving me confused.
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A/N Note :
And here comes the drama!
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One Promise - PJM
Romance"I dream while looking at you Inside those pitch black nights The lights we saw in each other Were saying the same thing . . . "
