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I put down my drink, the tiny sip I took tingling the inside of my mouth. Cassis liqueur is thicker and stronger than I expected. And the fact that I just thought those particular words, even in the privacy of my head, is wrong on so many levels.
“When you’re small and weak like me, sometimes not begging is the only thing you have left.”
Fucking hell. My damn soul talks.
