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I scrambled to my feet, leaning on my crutch and staring at him in disbelief, running a hand over my bolognese-smeared face.

His stupid laugh, which sounded so beautiful at the same time... it reverberated throughout the ground floor and almost drove me insane.

"Are we done now?" he asked, still smiling, and wanted to take a step towards me, but I immediately held up my hand