dreamtalk
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"I love you, Troye." The words slip and float around us in the dark room. Everything was silent and I could barely see the glow of his blue eyes. Shivering as I felt finger tips be placed on my cheek bone, shutting my eyes. I feel his lips coming close to my ear and the hot breath like summer, tickling my neck. He broke me with five words. "I don't love you, Tyler." [PG-13- Strong Language, Sensitivities Subjects/Triggers, and possible Sexual Content]