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A few days passed by and I hadn't spoken to Shane since the night he was drunk. When he didn't call, I got worried. But soon he texted, letting me know that that week was a busy one for him. That was enough comfort and assurance.

I missed the dirty texting and chat from that night. I was beginning to feel odd desires for Shane. Which were wrong. I felt ashamed of them,yet I did not hate them. The only negative thing was the fact that Shane would probably never share the same feelings for me. Or worse again, he might marry Sloane. It seemed so obvious. I had...