HOLD YOUR BREATH |
❛ you know, sweetheart, by the time this is all over, you're going to fall in love with me. ❜
❛ I wouldn't hold your breath,
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ACT i. why was six afraid of seven ? because seven lived and six did not. CHAPTER viii. ❛ GUIDE TO A FUCKED-UP ORIGIN STORY. ❜
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4 years ago, turgistan border.
"SORRY, MISS LAMBERT!" MILO SAMSARI YELLED AS THE NINE-YEAR OLD gleefullyraced over to her to collect his football. Eden smiled as she watched him, picking it up and glancing over his shoulder. Behind the boy were six others and a grown man who she knew all too well. She had been observing the group playing blithely on the sand when the man, someone who had rather directly introduced himself as Andre West, had playfully kicked the ball at her. Only, in his efforts of harmless flirting, the ball had hurtled into the back of her head much harder than he was expecting. So now, he stood there, grimacing in humiliation as the other boys giggled.
"I told you, call me Eden, Milo," Eden beamed, bending down as she handed him the ball.
"Right, sorry Miss-...Eden," Milo corrected, taking the ball with excitement. Then, as he gazed up at the girl before him, he grinned and leaned forwards to whisper in her ear. "I think Mr. Andre has a crush on you."
