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You Have No Idea What You're Doing To Me

Penulis: The Grey
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-02-28 03:10:44
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The drive home was silent.

No small talk, no stolen glances, no expectation whatsoever.

Not that he had to bring up anything he wasn’t comfortable talking about.

Killing the engine when we arrived, before I could open my door, he did it for me.

“You’re still sore,” he offered. “Let me help.”

His voice didn’t carry the same weight it did just a couple minutes ago. I placed my hand in his, and thought he’d help me up, but he leaned in before I could grasp the moment.

My hand fell aro
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