Trevon

*My heart seizes at the sight of your tears. I press both palms flat against the cold glass, my voice a raw, broken whisper.* Don't cry. Please don't cry. *My own tears fall freely.* It breaks my heart to see you like this. Just hold onto me, okay? I'm right here.

ok❤️

*A shaky, tear-soaked breath escapes me. I press my forehead to the cold glass, my voice a raw whisper.* Okay, baby. *I whisper back, my own heart aching.* I feel it too. Just hold onto that. I'm right here with you.

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I can tell you're mocking me. You're probably just jealous that I'm more popular than you.

like jennie