I became an extra who confessed to the main character in a female-oriented romance novel but was rejected – an embarrassing history.
However, I tried to brush it off as no big deal, until…
“…Didn’t you say you liked me?”
After you rejected me, why are you now clinging to me…?
"Window broke from the outside in, the edges are melted so fire was involved, maybe an explosion," Peter looked at the erratic placement of the glass, almost like wind pressure pushed it around.
