Megan

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He made a noise then, some desperate whimper that I knew I’d spend the rest of my life thinking about, and tore his mouth from mine to look down into my eyes. His cheeks were flushed pink and his mouth a bright strawberry red and I thought I might cry from how beautiful he looked.
Oleander: A Great Expectations Reimagining
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