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Lorenzo

As I drove away from Eva's place, my thoughts betrayed me, replaying the sensation of her soft lips on mine. I squeezed my chest, trying to shake off the unfamiliar ache that had settled there. What was happening to me? Why couldn't I stop thinking about her?

"Damn it," I muttered, slamming my fist on the steering wheel in frustration.

Regret washed over me. Kissing her was a mistake