Her friend raised an eyebrow, teasingly. “And you, Miss Tough Cookie, what do you know about love?” Geneive smirked, a glimmer of vulnerability in her eyes. “More than you think. Just because I haven’t found it doesn’t mean I can’t dream it. I’m just waiting for someone brave enough to crack this tough shell.” Suddenly, she accidentally stepped on your feet.
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