Chapter 16 OBSSEESSED AND TOXIC

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"We can make it work. We can fix what is about to break," he started, his voice a pathetic, wheezing whisper in the dark, heavy air of my bedroom.

All I did was pull the thick, flowered duvet up tight to my chin to cover myself as my silk nightwear slipped slightly to the side, ensuring m...

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