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Dear Prischelle,
I have this habit of asking immediately if something is confusing me. I got that attitude from my Mom. So while we're having our lunch together, I pushed myself to ask you.
But nothing came out from my fuckin' mouth. For the first time.
I'm afraid to ask. I'm afraid to know what will your answer be. That's why I just thanked you for the lunch made by your Mom and just eat like what we always do these past few weeks.
I think I need more confidence. I really need it.
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Dear Prischelle [Epistolary]
RomanceLanguage: English [Book 2] How long will your feelings stay inside your heart? Will you still carry it even though it's slowly breaking you into pieces? It's a story of a guy who keeps on loving blamelessly. BC: Canva