*Pryce's Point of View*
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“Yeah, goodnight and sweet dreams, Babe,” she said and stepped out of my car. This girl is so f*****g hard-headed.
“You too. And please, stop calling me babe.” I told her for the thousandth time while chuckling, but the last part of it is still a lie. I'd want her to call me that.
“Aye, Madam.” She uttered and I drove away as I shook my head lightly and smiled to myself.
Damn, this is the best night of my life ever.
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I slumped on my bed while smiling like an i***t. And then, I suddenly yelled, “Blair Kendall, you will be mine!” And, I smiled at the thought of it.
Well, it's okay for me to shout anytime at my house because I'm the only one living here. I easily get scared but living alone is fine with me. And, sometimes I would call some of Dad's house
