Shivering against my will, I let her control me, gave her the power to hurt me worse than my family ever could. When she kissed me like that, I couldn’t take the vulnerable way it exposed me. Like a sheep baring its neck to a wolf, I went willingly, giving it all up to her, knowing that she could hurt me beyond repair. Oh Jesus. It was bad. It was dangerous. I was the very worst person a girl like her could get tangled up with, and still, she clung to me like I hung the goddamn moon. I needed to stop it. And I would. As soon I summoned up enough willpower to stop kissing her. That might take
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