Everything in me longed for him. His touch, his love and even his eyes. To have him stare at me with lust and undying love, was all i wanted. But why would he love his best friends twin? When he could have anyone?
One shot!!
What if you had everything you ever needed.
And you lost it all?
Would you still love the person who took it all?
Or hate them with every ounce of your being?
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