His First Love Returned, and He Quickly Distanced Himself from Me, Claiming I Was Just a Little Sister—Fine, I'll Accept It.
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At 3 a.m., I reached for my underwear in the back seat and slipped it on. Liam Carter lit a cigarette, the glow faintly illuminating his face. “Don’t come to pick me up anymore,” he said. “Why?” I asked, startled. He smiled softly, a mix of tenderness and guilt. “Nina’s coming back. I don’t want her to get the wrong idea.” 01. The ache in my legs was unbearable. Liam had always been like this—no matter how often we saw each other, he never seemed to hold back. Tonight was no exception. He didn’t even wait until we got out of the car. I leaned against the seat, still sore, and picked up my…