esmi ⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡

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“How about this?” Dr. Kensington said. “The only thing I can prescribe to improve your condition is regular, physical contact between Lord Ledford and you.” Milan felt another sob rip through him. “I don’t want to touch him. I don’t want to touch him.…”
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