thomas knew, with a sinking certainty, that he should have heeded the unspoken message the moment his calls went unanswered. his hasty departure, ignoring everything, so utterly inconsiderate of her feelings was something he thought of often. yet, the desire to see her had propelled him to her door, knuckles now rapping against the wood. as the door opened, he knew he did not have long. ❛hey! wait- don't close the door, I can explain. please.❜
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