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My mind was racing, a chaotic blend of disbelief and heat, making the hallway spin around us. Adrien's lips were so close to mine that I could still taste him and feel the lingering pressure of his mouth against mine, filled with a desperate passion.
This was the boy who had once been my tormentor, the one who turned high school into a battlefield for me, he was kissing me like I was something precious, something he'd been craving for months. And to complicate matters even more, he was my stepbrother.
My stepbrother.
That thought echoed in my mind like a thunderclap, drowning out everything else.
Does this mean... does he actually like me? More than just like me? Does this mean that Adrien liked boys too?
