Ethereal You
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Last published Fri, Jul 7, 2023
A Girl with hearing power .she can hear everyone's thoughts except his .A misterious guy whose thought is one think she never been able to read .
" ððšð® ð°ðð§ððð ððš ð€ð§ðšð° ðŠð² ðð¡ðšð®ð ð¡ðð¬ ððšð« ð²ðšð®, ð«ð¢ð ð¡ð ððð§?"
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" ð¬ð¡ð®ð®ð®ð®ð®" he put his finger on my lips and came really close until i can hear his breath . Our eyes never leaving each other " ððšð§'ð ð¬ð©ððð€ ð£ð®ð¬ð ð¥ð¢ð¬ððð§ , ðð«ðšðŠ ð§ðšð° ðšð§ ð²ðšð®'ð¥ð¥ ð§ðð¯ðð« ðð ðð¡ð ð¬ððŠð ðð«ðšðŠ ð§ðšð° ðšð§ ð²ðšð®'ð¥ð¥ ðð ðŠð¢ð§ð ð£ð®ð¬ð ðŠð¢ð§ð ð«ððŠððŠððð« ðð¡ðð ððð®ð¬ð ð§ðš ðŠððððð« ð°ð¡ðð«ð ð²ðšð® ð«ð®ð§ ð¢ ð°ð¢ð¥ð¥ ð¡ð®ð§ð ð²ðšð® ððšð°ð§ ð®ð§ðð¢ð¥ð¥ ð²ðšð® ð ð¢ð¯ð ð®ð© ðð§ð ððð¥ð¥ ð¢ð§ððš ðŠð² ðð«ðŠð¬ . ððšð« ð²ðšð® ð¢ ð°ð¢ð¥ð¥ ðð ðð¡ð ðšð§ð¥ð² ð¢ð§ ðð¡ð¢ð¬ ð°ð¡ðšð¥ð ð®ð§ð¢ð¯ðð«ð¬ð , ð²ðšð® ð°ðšð§'ð ðð ððð¥ð ððš ððð¬ð¢ð«ð ðð§ð²ðšð§ð ðð¥ð¬ð ð²ðšð®ð« ðð¡ðšð®ð ð¡ðð¬ ð°ð¢ð¥ð¥ ðð¢ð¥ð¥ðð ðšð ðŠð ðð§ð ð£ð®ð¬ð ðŠð ð«ððŠððŠððð« ðð¡ðð" he looked right into my eyes and I'm scared , scared of what this will lead to , scared of seeing the worst that i have never thought of him , scared what if i still loved his that worst part most of all I'm scared of myself
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