Amelia Davis

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“So don’t pull this shit with me, Gige—there’s no failsafe for loving you. Once you’re in, you’re in, and I’m in.” I tuck my chin, suspicious. “You’re sounding like an addict.” “I am an addict,” he tells me, sure. “You’re not meant to be addicted to me.” “I’m not addicted to you, I’m in love with you,”
The Conditions of Will
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