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I hated how my body reacted to the man every time
God, he was beautiful. Supernaturally molded by the gods beautiful. He would make gorgeous little demon babies.
“Please tell me you can barely walk because he unleashed his undiluted reservoir of manly testosterone on you,”
I hated that I had those memories in my head waiting to sneak up and punch me in the feels.
“It’s okay. You can hang on to me. I won’t break.”
“There are some things we never get over. Some things we hide from the light,”
