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He didn’t want to feel anything, and instead, he felt everything.
Not only did I decide to let my devil out, but I’ve convinced myself to let her reign.
“Call out to me,” he orders, his voice laced with restraint. “We might as well enjoy hell together.”
Because . . . how can love be a mistake?”
Loving you made me sick, and I don’t ever want to get well.
