"𝐈𝐟 𝐈'𝐦 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐲, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬; 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐦𝐞, 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠." A feeling that felt almost forbidden traces your heart when you found yourself lost in the hazel orbs of your brothers friend. You knew this was bad. But you couldn't help it. You were helpless when it came to him. "He'll never look at me as a women. The closest I can get is when he'll start to think of me as his sister," she sighs. "Wow, you're hopeless." He was kind, sweet and everything that was tied to being nice. Until the day he discovered the diary, the love confession of your eager heart. Then he changed and the unimaginable happened. Forbidden desire strikes when the longing for one another collides. "What are we?"
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