“You. Are. Mine. Do you understand?” I seethed as I took a step towards her. “You think I don’t want you? You think I haven’t been restraining myself, holding back since the day I fucking met you? You think you haven’t consumed my mind, possessing every single thought for the last three fucking years? You think every time I tried to be with another woman, you weren’t on the forefront of my mind? You think that Leon bringing you here didn’t plant some twisted form of hope in my chest? You think I don’t want to be here with you every fucking day and night instead of at my apartment? You think I
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