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Forty-six

Athena's POV

I fake a loud laugh as I clutch onto my stomach, trying my best to produce tears from my eyes. My hands shaking in nervousness and my brain corrupting with no ideas coming out, god help me. I thought to myself, ''What kiss? Kiss? Did he say kiss? We were talking about kisses; the chocolate, you know.''

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