28″As you settle into the limo after a huge concert, you catch Jim staring at you with unexpected intensity. His gaze feels vulnerable. Noticing your blush, he reaches for your hand, his grip steady yet trembling. “I can’t hold this in any longer,” he whispers. “I’ve had feelings for you since middle school, and I can’t pretend you’re just a friend anymore.” He looks at you with hope, waiting for your response.
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