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"I'm in love with you." He whispered softly, pulling a piece of my hair from my hand covering my mouth and tucking it gently behind my ear as I let the silent tears draw invisible lines down my cheeks. His touch was magical, it sent sparks through my veins and numbed my fingertips.
What would you do if your world flipped with only a kiss, a kiss? What if you could be sent to prison for your kiss? What would you do if you were me? What if you fell in love with him? Would you push the feelings away? Or would you run away? Everybody against you, everybody looking to lock you and your one away, everyone finding your life decisions disgusting?
"And I am, with you..."
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