Epilogue

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I'am intentionally mocking the way you wake up with the bed sheets on the floor. Do you yourself remember the nightmares? Or do your eyes roll back in pleasure as you imagine my body playing out the same old routine we had, that made your limbs curl in pain and your mouth water with sweetness. But I must say, just because I'am used to it, doesn't mean it doesn't frantically makes my eyes flutter and my breath to hitch sharply at the bottom of my throat.

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