Jorja

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“He didn’t kiss me!” I yell, grabbing his arms and trying to shake him back to life. “He tried to, okay, but I didn’t let him! D’you know why? D’you want to know why? D’you really, really want to know why?” Still gripping him with both hands, I lean forward, gasping, as tears, hot and heavy, fall down my cheeks. “This is why. . . .” Crying, I kiss Lochan’s
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