Chapter 93

  DYLAN

  She giggled softly, and clamped her hands over her mouth. "You're so clueless aren't you? Why else would a girl keep sending lots of gifts and letters to a guy?" She said.

  I stared back at her confusingly. "I don't know. Why don't you tell me?" I retorted.

  "I like you, Dylan," she said...

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