Hangout

Ana’s POV

"Ana?" He polls, observing my silence, and waves a palm in my eyesight, snapping me out of my head.

"Oh sorry, I spaced out for a moment," I utter, feeling embarrassed.

"Are you okay?" He asks in worry, concern dancing in his dark black orbs.

"Yeah I'm fine," I nod hastily, trying ...

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