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Chapter 8 - Confessing the Truth

Tiffany POV

I still don’t know what has possessed me to do this. If I was thinking clearly, I know I wouldn’t be here, but I can’t turn back now.

My fist trembles as I hold it up in front of the door and take a deep breath. Soon, I will find out if I was picking up the correct vibes from the shoot or not.

My heart pounds against my chest and echoes in my ears, drowning out everything else but my ragged breath.

BANG!! BANG!! BANG!!

The muffled sounds of footsteps rushing towards the door has me thinking twice about this. My heart races as the door handle twists. Trevor’s angry voice slices right through me. Maybe this is a bad idea. “WHAT DO YOU WANT?!”

The door whips open.

My breath hitches and I can’t breathe.

Trevor’s anger instantly disappears as confusion washes over his face. I almost jump for joy when I think I spot a faint glimpse of excitement in his eyes.

But nothing has prepared me to see him in only a towel, loosely dangling on his hips. My hand itches
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