I can't stop smiling. I'm going to tell my mom that I want to look at colleges in New York. I'm going to see you.
But most of all, I'm happy because you told me you love me.
No boy has ever said those words to me. Except you. And I think I love you too. It's been only a month. But I love you too.
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Ruined | ✓
Short StoryHe said all the right things. And by doing so, he trapped her. Ruined her. librarywhispers © 2017 Started: Feb. 16, 2017 Finished: Feb. 21, 2017
