[Serena,
ineverhit_you, used with permission.]"So, there's a chance that I love Sam," Devon said, grabbing a packet of sugar and a few napkins. Serena turned to him, straw in her mouth, eyes wide. Her eyes asked, "Really?" That was one of the things Devon noticed about the girl after getting past her well, her. She had expressive eyes. "Yeah, I said love," he
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