"Are we just friends, Yulia?"

From Create Your Own Story

You run your hands through Yulia's hair as you ask her the question. The Russian looks in your eyes and smiles. "No, I guess not." The two of you slowly drift off in each other's arms.

You wake up the next morning and Yulia isn't there, but Maria is. "Sorry we didn't come and pick you girls up," you say as you slowly sit up in Maria's bed.

"That's okay. I can see you were sort of preoccupied. I slept in Amber's room to give you some privacy. And because I don't think I want to sit on your bed until you change those sheets."

"Where's Yulia?"

"She went back to her room. She didn't want to disturb you."

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