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Chapter 150: I Can't Turn Off My Feelings Chapter 150: I Can't Turn Off My Feelings Marshall

"You are right, that is hypocritical of me." I said, I had always planned to forgive my friends, I just needed a bit of time.

"I am glad you agreed." Angelia said and the corner of her lips tugged upwards slightly like she was about to smile but she didn't. "What about our situation?" She asked.

""What do

what do you mean?"

"If we ever work this out, how will it go with you as my professor?"

"Simple, I will quit."

I

"You have already handed in your resignation letter, right?" She asked.

"Yes, but that is after this semester. I meant, I will quit at once." I shrugged like it wasn't a big deal, and in the grand scheme of it all, it wasn't. I wanted her back more than I wanted my last semester. She blanched.

"I can't let you do that."

"And I will not let you risk expulsion." I said and her eyes narrowed.

"It is a good thing that we were not together because I won't allow you to lose last semester. I know how much you love your job."

Not as much as I love you, I thought, shocking myself speechless at the realization.

"Why do you care about that?" I asked softly when I was able to collect my thoughts.

"I hurt you." I added.

"Yes, you did but I haven't stopped caring about you just because you hurt me. I can't turn my feelings off, even though I might wish to." The last part was said in a whisper but I still heard it.

I didn't focus on that, though, instead I focused on the fact that she still cared even after what we had done. If she still had feelings for us, there was hope.

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just....I will text you when I have

as much time

thank you. I would like to walk." She stood up from her seat but paused

give Riccardo and

that should be treasured."

to say anything back, she walked away. She was right though, I should forgive them, I already had. I was just

she was gone from view. This was one

she was looking for in my answers, and I hoped it was enough to

things were something I had brought with

about what I actually meant. Words were important, that was something I had learned recently. Words were significant because there were things not even action could express. I was baking when my phone vibrated at

thought I should have shared with her.' I said to myself, remembering the text message I had sent

me when she was starting to impact me as a person. There were few I would change

in one hour.

I looked down at the screen and

of f place, I will be there." T I replied to her text message and a second later,

that had happened, the pain I had amassed yesterday in the ring was just a distant throbbing and my mind was too busy thinking of her to give any attention to the bruises. There wasn't a parking space near the cafe, so I had to walk a few minutes to get there. I didn't mind, though, it

She

was

gazing into each other's eyes with so much adoration and it twisted my heart. I couldn't see her expression but I knew the longing she felt because I felt it too. While I wasn't sure about the flirty type, what we had between us was just as carefree and sweet as what the other couple had. The second I got near, she turned around as if she had sensed me. Even sadder, she was still the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. Although, it wasn't just the kooks that made her so, it was who she was as a person that really got to me. I had never met anyone quite like her, she was brave yet naive but also intelligent. She cares

me in, from the bruises on my cheek to the cut on my

hell happened

other guys." I said, taking a seat on the

Kingston. For once." She demanded, her words cut but I deserved her anger. "Sometimes, I participate in

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She sounded like she couldn't understand why I