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Chapter 21
(Elodie) Why is this happening to me?! Every damn night this week I swear I have dreamt about Beckett. Not just any type of dream either. It's dreams that wake me up with a jolt as I gasp for air, trying to push those thoughts away as I look around my room in confusion. I swear he had to be there. It all felt so freaking real. I could even smell the cologne he used. Granted I sleep in his hoodie every night like some psycho, but it's just because I'm trying to play the part. At least, that's what I'm telling myself. I have no clue what the hell is happening. And to make things worse, Hudson won't stop calling me like crazy. It started the morning after I met up with Beckett. Obviously I couldn't show my face to Hudson considering I was covered in hickeys. So I lied and said I was
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