Jefri refused to break the kiss, even as Dita was getting closer.I saw Dita, busy with her phone pressed to her ear, carrying a basket of fruit.The moment she was almost within reach, Jefri finally pulled away. I immediately ducked, hiding behind his broad frame.I peeked up slightly and saw Jefri smiling happily, as if he were thoroughly enjoying my panic."You’re so cruel!" I whispered, my lips pouting.He just smiled even wider, bracing his hands against the wall. "You’re so adorable," he teased, showing not a hint of anxiety.Sometimes I wondered, Does Jefri actually love Dita or not? Are they truly engaged, or are they just messing with me?I peeked at Dita from behind Jefri’s coat. Luckily, she finally turned to the right. If she had turned left, we would have collided, and she would have caught me making out with her fiancé. I doubted I’d have been able to talk my way out of that one.A few seconds later, my phone rang. I fumbled into my bag and grabbed it, keeping my eyes gl
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