Chap8

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Emilee I've not been this tired in a very long time. I should never have agreed to this date. I'm fighting to stay awake. I must seem so goddamned rude to Greg. But then he's so boring, which is horrible of me to think, he's my best friend's big brother, and he hasn't done anything wrong. But I'm just not into him at all. “You look beautiful, by the way.” “Thank you,” He's told me the same thing three times already. I'm not dressed in a special way, just a black dress. I haven't even put much makeup on. In all honesty, by the time I got home and sorted everything for Aidan, I was too exhausted to stand there and make myself look like a supermodel. I've never looked like one, so why start now? “Are you sure you won't have a little wine?” “No, thank you. I don't drink alcohol.” I haven

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