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"CRAZY FAKE WIFE" EPISODE 33"




 🥂CRAZY FAKE WIFE💋 

      ✨{Forcefully Betrothed}✨

 EPISODE 33. {Closeness.. Sparks.}

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          ~TAMARA~


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       I don't know why it seems like I couldn't just stop moving. 
They may call it nervousness indeed but I call it been uncomfortable with sleeping with him on the same bed or maybe because it's the first time that's gong to happen. 

As the room falls into silence, I stare around in the dark, trying to find anything that could get my mind off the position we are in right now, I am glad that we aren't shouting at each other or trying to get at each other nerves which is usually what we are always seeing doing most. 

I try to think of Ethan and what he would say about me been in this position with Bryan but I can't also think of Ethan at the moment and once again, I am moving on the bed again. 

My breathing is hard and I can actually listen to his breathing also. I moved back, gently laying my head on the pillow that's beside me, only to hear his breathing from beside me and I still immediately as his breathing feels hot on my face and I momentarily stop moving around which stops instantly and my breathing gets heavier and even more unsteady and once again, our hands are touching. 

I turn to look down at our hands and wonder why he isn't pulling away from it already but most importantly, why I am not pulling away also. 
I try to convince myself that it's probably because.. Probably because I think he might be sleeping which is why I don't want to disturb him but half of me knows that not true and soon, I find myself standing up immediately, shaking my head and sighing as I walk out from the bed and move around the house, turning in back the switch and I was right to have thought he's sleeping cause he is. 

His eyes are closed and his chest heaves up and down as he turns around to face the other side. I don't know what had pushed me to it or why I had done that but soon, I find myself moving closer to where he's laying on. 
I find myself walking to the other side so I can stare at his face, the one which glows in the bright light. 

I gulp in as I slowly move down and stare into his face, smiling and I don't know what I'm doing or why I'm doing it either but I begin reaching out my hand, for his face. I wanted to touch him. Wanted to know how it will feels under my touch, wanted to know how his glowing will feel but I stop that immediately I regain my senses and I shake my head, standing up. 

Oh god, what the hell was I just about to do, what the hell was I just about to do. 

I move around, trying to find anything that could make me forget about what's happening right now and my eyes lands on the phone while I regain that Ethan asked me to call him again. 

Oh god, I'm so stupid. I actually forgot about that, he must have probably be waiting for me to call, how the hell could I have forgot about that?! 
Walking closer to the bed, I grab my phone and stare around the room, wondering where the hell I'm going to call him. 
I don't want to go out and stare creeping around like some thief because I want to call him, I might get caught and the maids would probably be listening to what I'm saying anyways. 

I thought of actually just staying on the room to call him but that changed as soon as I saw a light reflects on the room from afar and I start walking towards it. To be met by a door, a glass door, pushing it open, I step out on the open and my mouth hangs open as I stare at the view right in front if me. 

Oh my god, it's the city. I can basically see the city view from here, god this is so much beautiful. 
I smile as I stare around the whole city, different lights. Bright coloured one but the black one that reflected around the damn whole others and forms a small Star is my favourite out of them all as I smile wishing I could touch it and once again, I have forgotten why I'm here again in the first place. 

I shake my head before staring down at the phone in my hand, it's almost midnight and I scroll through my contacts, finally pressing on his contact, glueing it to my ear before turning to stare at him again and wondering, how can someone be that good looking? 

     TBC.❤
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