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IF I FALL

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last update Veröffentlichungsdatum: 13.04.2026 05:19:55

CHAPTER TWENTY FIVE: IF I FALL

Matt's finger touched Louis's lower lip and a wave of nausea hit him so hard his stomach lurched.

He turned his face away, his hand coming up to push Matt's hand aside. "I can't," he said, his voice thick. "I can't do this."

Matt's expression didn't change. He just nodded slowly, pulling his hand back. "It's okay. No pressure. Ever. I'm sorry even telling you about this."

Louis stood up too fast, the room spinning around him. "Where's the restroom?"

"Down th
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