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Chapter 23

Author: Inked Angel
last update Last Updated: 2025-11-11 16:10:49
Kasey’s POV

The scent of my mom’s favorite strawberry shampoo filled the room as she gently worked a wide-tooth comb through my damp hair. Her voice was a soft, melodic hum as she narrated a story I knew by heart.

"..and he just stood there, leaning against that beat-up old truck of his, not a care in the world," she murmured, her fingers deftly working through a minor knot. "I thought he was the most arrogant boy I’d ever seen. But he just looked at me with those eyes and said, 'Get on, or s
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