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“Why would I…?” “Dunno…” he breathes, lifting his fingers to trace mine. “I like stuff that hurts.” “Yea, well… I don’t.” My voice comes out raspier than I want it to, making my words unconvincing. “Are you lying to me, Lexington?”
Fragments (Alabaster Penitentiary, #4)
by Nyla K.
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