chapter 25

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My fist bumped against the wood door carefully.

Only two knocks in the door was whipped open.

Zoe Murphy.

This was a slight inconvenience, seeing as I was hoping to talk to connor right away.

'What do you want?'

She asked, her voice harsh.

I tried a convincing smile, digging my hands into my hoodie pockets.

'I need to explain myself'

I told her.

She placed a manicured hand on her pushed out hip.

'Well.'

She stared angrilly.

You could see the anger burning in her eyes.

My fake smile dissipated as soon as it came.

'I need to explain myself.

To Connor'

I stated, my voice a bit demanding.

She was about to reject me, I could tell by the way she twisted her neck.

Before she could, another, much softer, voice cut through the silence.

'Who is it?'

It asked curiously.

That's when I met eyes with Connor Murphy.

It felt like the first time all over again.


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