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YOU'RE FALLING

Author: FMJ
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-10-28 21:43:52

BRIAN

The knock came at 6:40 the next morning, so soft I thought I'd dreamed it.

I lay still in the gray light with Tristan's bear digging into my ribs, because Tristan had crawled into my bed sometime after midnight and claimed the middle like a tiny landlord. Then the sound came again, one polite rap, and footsteps went away down the front steps.

I eased out from under the blanket, crossed the living room in bare feet, and looked through the peephole. Nobody was there. When I opened the door,
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  • DAMN YOU, ALPHA    THE MAN I LOVE

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  • DAMN YOU, ALPHA    GOODNIGHT!

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  • DAMN YOU, ALPHA    NEVER THINK OF OTHER MEN

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