Rayne

She kept revealing more than she should! Kept spilling her guts all over Alliyah’s feet. And the other girl did not care at all.

Am I becoming the sentimental one and Alliyah the inaccessible one? She reflected as the American young woman went quiet on the exclusive jet.

But then she realized that Alliyah was staring at her. Her deep hazel gaze pierced through her soul; she was studying into her past, turning rocks and bringing her secrets to light.

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“What?” Rayne gulped.

“‘What’ what?” Alliyah blinked.

“You’ve been staring.”

“Sorry.” She looked away, not knowing that she made Rayne frown.

She put on her headphones and chose a random song before massaging her left temple with her index finger.

Don’t think about it, don’t think about it too much, stop thinking about it, you’re thinking about her.

She yanked the headphones off of her head and sighed while pinching the bridge of her nose. The vein on her temple was throbbing, and she could trace it. It was actually interesting to feel it. But it was painful behind her eyes and inside her cranium.