When Camila crawled back into bed that night, she felt a pair of arms wrap around her waist and gently pull her closer. Lauren burned her face in the girl’s shoulder, holding her close and smiling softly.The green eyed girl yawned tiredly, finding Camila’s hand and squeezing it gently. “I’m proud of you,” she whispered, making Camila’s cheeks turn bright red. “I know they would be, too.”–
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