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“I – I can't,” Lilyan stammered. She couldn't lie to him. She trusted him and he seemed to trust her. He was the only friend she had. She could not lie to him. She couldn't tell him. If he found out that her face heated every time he looked more handsome or every time he got closer to her, that her mind ran wild with fantasies, he would no longer be her friend. Either way, she was afraid of losing him. She buried her face in his chest, trying to hide her face and trying to calm herself down. She tried to breathe. She tried not to feel the love that was starting to blossom in her chest. Lilyan tried to stop blushing and to stop imagining him as more than just a friend. Zayd lifted her chin up to his face, a look of determination on his features. She gulped as his face lowered closer to h