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The time I’d realized I couldn’t trust anyone with my secret.
You’d think a person who could read minds would be able to get a boyfriend.
I wasn’t sure what I’d thought he’d look like, maybe an old, wise-looking Dumbledore complete with a beard and robe.
But sitting straight hurt and so I was sort of curved like the Hunchback of Notre Dame. So much for being a flower.
The man merely growled low in his throat. I wished I could be as defiant.
Funny how a year could make such a difference in a person’s life.
