*Sydney Roswell's POV*
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No room for regrets. Yes, I should have no room for regrets in my system. I don't want to end up staying up all night thinking that I could have done so much more for the person I admire most—to save her, to make a way that, one day, we could be something more than just friends or even just friends, to make me say I did the right thing in helping her, to become who she can lean on when no one else was there for her.
Yet... Here I am, standing still for the last few minutes, contemplating what to do, while the gorgeous ghost went to find a way for me to break into their grand palace. Did I regret deciding to take this risk for her? No! Of course!
I only never thought that the fence would be so f*cking tall. It could even double my damn height. And I don't fre
