Prologue

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I was addicted to the taste of coffee first thing in the morning, and to the last spoonful of dessert at dinnertime. I was also addicted to the taste of Luke's lips, and the feel of his skin. He had become a part of me, of my life in every single insignificant and special aspect of it. I'm addicted to the feeling. I'll never be able to let it go.

If you asked me now if I regretted any of it, I would confidently say no. At one moment, in that single moment, he was all I wanted. Even if all I wanted drove me to madness.

If you asked me now why I'd done it, I'd simply smile and tell you that love made me do it.

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