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Twelve

3rd July, Tuesday

Holy shit, Ethan!

I can’t believe it.

You broke up with Ariana and ended your friendship with Liam. I wanted to let you know I felt the same emotions you were feeling when you realized that the person you had feelings for was sneaking behind your back. I held my tongue because Liam and I had shared just one kiss and I am sure it meant nothing to him. I wanted to fight him and as always; you held me back.

But I can’t believe that my stupid drunken self-told you how I felt about you. It just tumbled out of my mouth. We were dancing. We were alone. We were grinning and happy. I can still remember the way my skin scorched wherever you touched me.

I still can’t get over the fact that I said I love you.

Thank God you were drunk and didn’t remember it the next day. But I did. And I hid it well. There’s at least one thing I am good at.

I am glad we didn’t kiss each other. Because I was already in panic mode when I said it and . . . I am sure I would have told you everything.

Hai Bhagwan. That was a mess.

Well, now you know how I feel about you. How I have always felt about you since you punched Paul Corey and bought me ice cream, kissing me on the roof with your cold lips. I didn’t tell you because it would steal you away from me as my best friend. Our friendship mattered more than a stupid emotion called love. But then Ariana happened, and you were so happy with her. So, I swallowed my jealousy with my feelings.

I don’t want to lose you, E. That’s why I will ignore my feelings until they go away on their own. Fingers crossed.

Love,

Kiara