CAMILLA'S POV
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I caved. I couldn't just idly stand by and just know absolutely nothing about Archer any longer. He was flirting, hard, and I'm shooting down every possible opportunity he has. It's time to move on, but I'm not sure if it will be with my instructor or not. He's bulky, muscular and he looks frightening, until he looks at me. Every single time his eyes lock on me, they soften and I didn't notice it until I noticed how he was looking and talking to other people. It's like he's two totally different people, and I don't know if it's sweet or just scary as hell.
Something tingles inside of my throat as I scroll through Archer's i********: page, it's plain and simple, fitness, outing photo's, but when my eyes flick over the tagged post, a twisting knot forms in my stomach and
