CXXI. it’s not your fault

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Olivia I never thought riding a motorcycle could be so fun and relaxing. At first, there was really adrenaline rush and I felt like my heart was literally being dropped in my stomach. Arms around Storm, the wind blowing on my face, and the speed made it all such a worthy experience. I was afraid I might be addicted. When the engine was turned off once we safely parked outside the campus, I felt saddened. The ride felt so short. I didn’t get off yet, but I was not hugging Storm anymore. “You’re not getting down?” He asked, laughing. “You seem to love it.” He suddenly got down and the vehicle tilted, startling me. He put it on stand before taking the helmet off me. “Thanks.” I muttered, getting off the bike. I was taken off guard when Storm suddenly pulled me by the arm and fixed m

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