"Shhh... take it like the good girl you are."
"I'm a good girl?" I whispered.
He gazed up at me, eyes glowing in amusement. "Do you want me to prove it to you?"
My eyes glistened with his reflection.
"I can prove it to you," he answered, "but I'll...
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This is a story about a beautiful girl who'd been traumatized by the death of people she loved, the same girl who was afraid to love. The same girl who always hid her internal desires and replaced them in innocence that she eventually believed was real. Until I corrupted her.
