Beast In Me (Watty Awards)
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  • Parts 12
  • Time 1h 24m
Ongoing, First published Jun 27, 2012
Mature
He smiled sweetly, finally understanding. He put his hand on my cheek and said " Because life is always changing. And no one know what the future will be like. So I want to live it up. And I want to live it up with you, Aila."

He leaned forward to kiss me our lips were centimeters apart when someone interrupted us.

" I told you to bring Annette here. Not kissing her, Proditor."

My head turned around to face the person. Oh my... HELP ME!

That was my last thought before blacking out.
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