85. Your Hands Are Magic

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: : : Sophie : : : I toss and turn all night, trapped in a restless sleep that offers no real rest. My dreams are a tangled mess of thoughts, memories, and emotions — flashes of Jayden’s smile, the feel of Kieran’s lips on mine, the confusion in my heart… I keep waking up, beads of sweat forming in my forehead, and I’m staring at the ceiling, trying to push it all away, but the thoughts cling to me like shadows. I can’t stop thinking about them, about the dance, about the kiss, about everything that’s happened. “Can you, for just five minutes, not look at him?” “You can kiss him if you want,” I keep tossing and turning with these words haunting my brain. But finally, sometime in the early hours of the morning, I must have drifted off to sleep because the next thing I know, I’m jolt

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