How deep is your love?

How deep is your love?

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" Good luck with my bodyguard" I said turning the knob still not daring to face him. If I can't hurt him my bodyguard will. Just as I was about to leave I heard his soft yet weak voice." h-how deep is your love?" Is all he managed to say. I stopped dead in my tracks. I turn slowly to face him which was a mistake because I immediately made eye contact with his hipniytizing eyes."what did you say?" I tried my hardest to be cold. He looks me straight in the eyes. My one weakness. " how deep is your love?"
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