Just say you hate me
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"𝙅𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙨𝙖𝙮 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙢𝙚" He whispers, his voice now shaky.
This story is a one-shot that is based off my prompt for the Day 6th, June 19th writing prompt competion.
This is my first time writing anything like this so... Enjoy :]
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