Maybe you should get rid of me,โ I whisper onto his lips. โNever,โ he says, kissing me once softly. โYouโre mine for as long as you breathe.
J.A. RedmerskiIโm not a follower. I never have been. But Iโll definitely become someone Iโm not for a few hours if itโll make me blend in rather than make me a blatant eye sore and draw attention.
J.A. RedmerskiBut the heart has a mind of its own and it always gets what it wants, especially when it's dying.
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