Chapter Fourteen - Breakfast, ditching work and Coney Island

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Nova’s P.O.V I opened my eyes, taking me a moment to realise I was in Brandon’s spare bedroom. I cannot believe I fell asleep that way with him last night on the sofa, that should not have happened. I am not going to lie; I slept well being next to him. Then again, it has been a while since I have had someone to cuddle into me. As for that Darcy, she was lucky I never punched her last night with the way she spoke to me, talked to Brandon. It was disgusting. I hated seeing him becoming weak and not in the right way because of her. “Nova, are you awake?” I heard, a small knock on the door. “Yes. Come in.” I replied. Brandon walked in, looking very casual in joggers and tee, it suits him though. I liked it on him. He smiled at me, which I returned. He came over, sitting on the edge of the

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