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“Thirteen”
“Thirteen” Brandon's POV I couldn't sleep all night after I talked with P'Finn. I was way too happy, my brain cells wouldn't let me sleep. And my nerves wouldn't let me relax. Though we only talked of what we've been up to these past couple of days, it was enough for me. And no, I won't let my father know about my cousin calling me. Not because P'Finn asked me to. But because of what I realized. I love him. I'm in love with P'Finn. My heart has been bursting in happiness. Even more so after he texted me this morning. I couldn't contain any more of this giddiness. At some point, I was even screaming on my pillow. That's how crazy happy I am. I'm seeing him today. I could feel it. I just hope I don't faint when I see him. How does he look like in person? Would it be the same as tha
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