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Magnets Attract and Repel
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2026-04-22 19:43:00Levi
The door clicks behind her, soft, deliberate, and I know she’s trying to be quiet, trying not to announce herself. But I can smell her before I even turn, the scent of her robe mingling with the faint trace of the pool water still clinging to her skin. My pulse hammers in my chest.
She shouldn’t be here, not now—but the second I see her standing there, robe loosely tied, I forget every rule I’ve ever tried to live by
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