Embracing You Tightly1 Text Message Mix-up
My best friend encouraged me to confess to the school heartthrob. I accidentally sent the message to my childhood friend, the campus idol.
By the time I realized, Xavier had already opened my bedroom door and held the phone screen before me.
His captivating eyes stared at me and he asked, "After all these guys, it's finally my turn?"
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Jane nudged my arm that day and whispered, "Check your phone. That six-pack guy is just your type."
She winked at me and said, "Good luck, Mila."
I winked back at her. "Don't worry. I'll get him within a week!"
Everything was going smoothly, except for a mistake during the confession.
That day, when the mood was just right, I seized the moment and sent some cheesy words. I leaned against the headboard, eating strawberries while waiting for a reply.
Five minutes later, there was still no response, and I started to feel a bit puzzled.
Based on my usual experience, there shouldn't have been any issue.
I put down the strawberries and picked up my phone to check the situation.
Click.
The bedroom door opened, and Xavier walked in.
He was wearing gray loungewear, his hair half-dry with a hint of moisture.