“Luna,” came the deep, deep grumble of a voice. “Fifteen seconds,” I tried to tell him as I told myself to stop. Stop. Stop, Luna. You’re fine. Quit being dramatic. You’re taking this too personal. Stop it. I’d swear I heard a muttered “Fuck” from somewhere too close, but I could never be sure. What I could be sure of was the body that stepped right up to mine. The body that didn’t give me a chance to stop crying or even drop my hands because that body wrapped itself around my own. An arm curled over my shoulder, another right below it, draping itself across my shoulder blades. The body was
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Why would u say that imma cry more now
