You were at Rousseau's and you were laughing with Cami about a story she was telling. You noticed Rebekah with a serious look on her face. You walked over to her to see why she was serious.
"Rebekah, you don't have to be jealous." You assured her,
"I'm not jealous," she huffed, "It's just..."
A grin grew on your face, "Rebekah, I only have eyes for you." Rebekah smiled at your comment.
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