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Candyfloss

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"Cora." He called, eyes caressing my face in a way that I so badly wanted for his fingers to instead. "Tell me to stop."

I gulped, the words frozen on the tip of my tongue.

"Cora, tell me now." He repeated, growing more agitated as his gaze moved down to my mouth.

"I can't." I said honestly, shoulders 
dropping in defeat.

That was the only confirmation he needed before he crashed his lips to mine.

***

The story of a girl who's been putting up a wall for as long as she can remember, and a boy who will stop at nothing until he brings it down.Todos los derechos reservados

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