Monophobia

Monophobia

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"I want you to promise me something." Lex whispered softly, not breaking his stare. "Anything." she whispered back. He moved towards her and leant against the glass with his shoulder, close enough to her that their faces were millimeters apart. "Never leave me alone."
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