The SWITCH
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- Parts 11
Ongoing1h 23m
Last published Tue, Aug 23, 2022
"I didn't know that you had a heart", Monica said, struggling to pull her hand out of his.
"I already apologized. Why do you insist on being stubborn about everything?", Brant inquired. He pulled her to his chest and starred down at her, mesmerized by her beauty. Yes, she didn't have much in common with his childhood sweetheart. But he suddenly felt drawn to her nonetheless, especially now that he knew she hadn't been pretending all along.
" I want to live in peace", she said, slowly allowing herself to get lost in his eyes.
"Then let's do that. Start over, and live in peace", he said in strange desperation. At this point, he would do anything to be with her.
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