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I'm posting short Chapters, I know. I posted two:) chapter 25 & 26. And so you know, I do know these chapters are shit. I'm struggling so hard to make them perfect. I can't think of anything to write

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I started to fiddle with my rings.

Fucking hell Lorenzo.

See I did say Kai would pick up a fight, didn't I? I walk into the house and head straight to the bathroom.

Well for two reasons. One to take off the fucking full sleeve underneath my graphic t-shirt, that whole argument got so heated I'm literally sweating.

"Amora." Lorenzo says on the other side of the door. "Why did you stop me? I could have punched some sense into that idiot." Lorenzo scoffs.

I open the bathroom door and throw my Full sleeve tee at him. "Lorenzo there's a whole bunch of the things you have to think about before you pick a fight!" I snap at him.

"Well for starters, Sam would have gotten mad at me for not stopping it, and Linda would've also gotten mad!" I add on.

Lorenzo throws my tee-shirt onto the staircase and follows me into the living room. "Look I'm sorry Amora." He says.

"Why are you here?" I ask him.

"I need to talk to you- that's why." He says.

"What?" I say plopping myself onto the couch. Lorenzo sits next to me.

"Well, two things actually." He says, I pull out my phone and start scrolling through Instagram.

Let's see how important his 'important talk' actually is.

If it is, he'll pull my phone away.

"Amora." Lorenzo says.

"Hmm?" I hum, still keeping my eyes on my phone. He stays silent. After two minutes I finally turn my head to face him.

Lorenzo was already staring at me. "What?" I ask. He stays silent. "What? What was so important?" I ask him.

He shakes his head. "You're just really pretty." He states. I smile

"thank you." I say. He cups my face, and I honestly assumed he was going to kiss me.

"Amora," he whispers,

"yes?" I whisper back. His eyes travel down to my lips then back up.

"I need to tell you something." He says,

okay? Now I'm a little scared.

"I'm not who you think I am." He states.

"What?" I say confused and pull back.

"Amora." He says. I stood up and took a step back.

"Just spit it out." I say with a nervous laugh. His eyes travel down to my arms and quickly back up to mine.

"Amora, what are those?" He says. My eyes widen.

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