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“I want you. I want you as much as I loathe you—so much, it feels like I can’t breathe.” His parted lips dragged across my cheek, his whisper scathing near my ear. “Give me back my fucking breath.”
“When you laugh, I remember what joy feels like.”
Since the moment I’d met him, he’d poked holes into my mind, recolored my heart, and snatched my soul.
