“Then what are you afraid of?” My heart races. “Sori, what are these rules for?”
“They’re just . . . rules . . .”
My eyes dart to his and my breath catches at the look in his eyes. “You should be wary about setting rules with me,” he says,
his voice like silk. “You know I live to break them.”
AHHHHHHH
— Jul 24, 2025 10:39AM
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