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In the end I didn't bother asking my grandma or Ashley if they knew why I would have those pictures on my phone and if they knew who those two little girls were. Over the rest of the school year I would sometimes catch myself looking over the pictures and just tracing the lines of his sleeping face. It turned out that I had a whole folder dedicated to Hunter on my pictures folders. In most of them he was with those two little girls and I would just stare at their faces. Their smiling face, sad face, crying face and even sleeping face. By the end of the year, I was thoroughly in love with him. I'm not exactly sure how that happened because I had no contact with him what so ever, but I wanted to because in some of the pictures we were together. He was either holing me obviously captive by m