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VIOLET POV It has been officially over two hours. I should be sleeping by now, but as I sat on my bed, staring at the ceiling, I can't help but replay the events of what happened earlier tonight in my mind. The way his lips felt on mine, the way his hands held me close, the way his eyes looked into mine…it was all so wrong. And yet, at that moment, it felt so right. I never imagined that I would find myself in this situation. My family and his have been enemies for as long as I could remember, even if the Clarksville probably didn't know that we exist. My parents have ingrained it into my head how his family was the cause of all my family's problems. I have seen what they did to my brother in one of their companies where he secretly worked. They are the reason my dad was sick. And