Chapter 44 Belle’s POV: I’d rather a crackhead

“And what do you expect me to do with your stretched hand?” I asked him, my teeth chattering from the cold where I sat on the bench.

It was still raining hard. What in heaven’s name was he doing here?

“Shake me first, will you?” 

“You must think I’m a fool. Could you please just leave me alone?” ...

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