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Sweet Hatred - Chapter 338: Formentera pt 4
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... his alive. It was like being drunk without a drop of liquor, high without a line of poison, just Aria, laughing breathlessly against me as we stumbled down the hall, dripping salt water across the marble floor like two idiots who had no place in a hotel like this.
Her hand clutched mine, her hair plastered to her face, her cheeks glowing, and I swear I almost dropped to my knees right there. Because she was mine. Because she chose me. Because every time her smile split across her face, I ...
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