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Your Shadow [Calum Hood/5sos]
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Terminé mer., oct. 26, 20162h 34m
Against every logic I feel in love with him. But I couldn't, he murdered my parents.
" 'I don't think so.' His hands wandered to my waist as he kissed my forehead a couple of times. After that he started kissing down my neck.
'Calum, please stop.' I begged as tears rolled down my cheeks. His lips touched my collarbone. I struggled more and more against him but he was too strong. His body laid on top of mine, I felt wet leaves on my skin but that wasn't the worst part. The worst part was that the guy I fell in love with was probably gonna rape me."
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This is not my story. So I do not take credit for anything in this book. I'm only translating it.
*All credit goes to @AshtonsHeartx3 *
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