A Sinner's Obsession

A Sinner's Obsession

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β‹†Λ™βŸ‘β™‘|| 𝐀 π’πˆπππ„π‘'𝐒 πŽππ’π„π’π’πˆπŽπ ❝ for me, there's nothing outside of you ❞ - SOREN WESTON 𝗔𝗠𝗔π—₯π—œπ—¦ π—ͺπ—˜π—Ÿπ—Ÿπ—¦ For 8 years she's been keeping a secret from everyone. Everyone beside her mom and best friend. She goes the great deal to not let anyone find her secret out. She tries her hardest to show everyone that she good, even letting people walk all over her, but it never enough. Especially for him, it went up in flames because of him. π’πŽπ‘π„π π–π„π’π“πŽπ Freshman year he teased her. Sophomore year comes he despises her. The familiarity he felt when he saw her is now in the back of his mind, as his hatred takes over. He doesn't have to try hard at all at anything, people just like him. There a secret between the two that only he seems to remember but now he has a secret of hers. β‹†Λ™βŸ‘β™‘ "What did we do?" he asked as I shivered feeling his breath on my ear. I was confused about what he meant. What did we do when? His grip tightened around my waist when I didn't respond. "How far did we go? "What?" I said as my body began to feel light and hot. "Angel," he said, dipping further into my neck. His arms were tight around my waist. "I'm asking if we fucked in that dream of yours."
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