Jerelyn Urquhart

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“Do you still love me?” I hurl the inquiry at him like a weapon. His gaze snaps to mine. “What kind of question is that?” “Do. You. Still. Love. Me?” I enunciate every word and lean right into his space just to prove that I’m not intimidated by him.
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