Chapter 12 Twisting The Knife Of Guilt.

~Sierra~

The laughter that spilled out of my lips was unexpected. It awed me, even reaching for that glass of juice when I had already said I wouldn't. It was as though I couldn't be myself around him.

I mean, what he said back in the kitchen, hit a nerve. I wasn't a bad person, but I wasn't all t...

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