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It… may have slipped out while I was insulting Thomas

We didn’t really talk about it

Sofi.

Please.

Tell him how you feel!!!

I told you.

I’m scared.

What if he doesn’t feel the same?

I swear to Salacia

I’m going to kick you in the tits

Get a grip and TELL him!

If I do, there’s no going back.

And why the hell would you want to go back? ??

My last relationship was a disaster ??

He still tries to power play with me, and not in the hot way

That guy couldn’t even power play a Pokémon ????

Don’t compare Ilias to Thomas

Ilias cares about you

His balls are probably blue by now

I’m going to bed

Put him out of his fucking misery

I’ll see what I can do ??

Goodnight ??

She lockedher phone and stared at the ceiling.

How did she even begin?Hey, I’ve been slowly falling in love with you, and now it’s getting ridiculous because I can’t hide it anymore, and I don’t even want to.

Today had been one of the best days of her life. Between the conference, the surf session, and the beachside dinner, she’d laughed harder and smiled more than she had in years. Ilias made everything easy. Natural. Real.

And maybe she didn’t deserve someone like that, but here he was.

“You can go,” his voice said, low and rough.

It pulled her straight out of her spiral.

He stood at his side of the room; a towel slung dangerously low on his hips. Wet curls clung to his forehead, beads of water trailing down his chest, disappearing into the V-cut that led below the towel. His stubble, his muscles, his everything—he looked like a fucking god.