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Chapter 12

Yrah… the girl whose face was branded onto his brain on the day he met her. For the past five years, she’d been the only thing who’d kept him going. The thought that she was out there, living a happy life—oblivious of the ugliness of his world, untouched by the filth he trudged through day after day—made his own existence bearable. And all because she said she wasn’t afraid of him. 

He’d never desired, craved, yearned for anyone the way he did for Yrah. Almost nothing in the world frightened him anymore, but the thought of anyone hurting her kept him awake at night. Why he obsessed over her the way he did, he hadn’t been able to figure out.  

Maybe it was her long black hair that he imagined winding around his fist and pulling as he slammed himself into her over and over again. Or her sweet, full lips that tempted him all the time to grab and kiss her. Maybe it was her voice. Even when Yrah was mad at him, her lovely voice was soft, breathy, and reminded h

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"Comment tu dis" (French) - how do you say "Desolee" (French) - Sorry "la belle femme" (French) - the pretty woman "pourquoi" (French) - why "Je le sais" (French) - I know it

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Ariesta
We shouldn't judge a person based on just one angle, we must look thoroughly.
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Ann_Gil
Him being mad and now his back again protecting and being terr*torial hahs
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