The Bullies Who Own My Nights

I sit on the edge of the bed because my legs are done pretending.
The sheet smells like smoke and oil and him, and my stupid body likes it.
Dara
I hate you.
End of Chapter 5
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I sit on the edge of the bed because my legs are done pretending.
The sheet smells like smoke and oil and him, and my stupid body likes it.
I hate you.
End of Chapter 5
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