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“Are you ready to go?
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I grit my teeth against the pain.
can love you, Kennedy. I want you to know that I want you to know that it’s not too late for us. It’s not over for us. We have our lives ahead of us. I can love you better than him. I know Peeling my own skin back, I expose myself to her in a dean cur
“I know you could.” The palm of her hand touches my cheek, our foreheads press harder together. We breathe together
I want to the pale hip and ghost filled eyes want to show her real passion, real dedication. I want my name to cost her mouth. I want to show her everything all at once. I want. want yet she doesn’t hunger for my wants. It’s more her sacrifice to love me. The’s sacrificing her dreams, detines, for me
I don’t want to
ant to be her sacrifice.
I was thinking after the twins are born, you could go to that at school you always wanted to go to Wa could rent an apartment. Lave in the city until you’re done with school.”
A brutal cry comes from deep her chest. Her hand grips my neck harder. Not enough to leave bruises, she doe’t have that strength anymore]]
