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I just hanged out with Eliot whenever Ian was away for more than three weeks, and you may think that couldn't be that often, it was. I just needed to have him beside me cuddling and whispering profane words into my ears making my cheeks flame with excitement.
But he was never there for me.

I know that what I did was wrong, but he would've done the same, or so I tell myself every day

don't you dare disagree

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