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Fragile in Love [ UNFINISHED ]
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TO LOVE AGAIN TRILOGY #3
There would always be nights that Rainne's bed would be tainted by sin, the silk sheets she lays on holds the memories of the moments she spent where only it was him who can hear her voice and her screams. But a part of her wishes was to be loved, not for her body, but for who she is. Silvestre calls it love, but Rainne sees it as lust. It was just sex, that's what she always sees.
She couldn't help herself. She wasn't supposed to feel romance in the middle of their sinful deeds, yet she still did. She was blinded by her own thoughts. Never realizing that Silvestre never really wished to make her feel like she's being used. "Just call me when you don't need to fuck. Tutal yan lang naman tayo hindi ba?"
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