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CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE: Dripping intention
EZEKIEL BELLEVERA’S Point Of View
I WOKE up unexpectedly. Dmn! I can feel how my head is aching right now. But I can feel my body is floating lightly in the air. Did I do something bad last night? This is what I hate about being drunk. When I’m drunk, I kissed someone and take them to heaven. I only see heaven in Celestine’s eyes. She’s the only one who’s been making me happy like this since I saw her and Brent in his office.
I don’t know why I just felt that way in those moments. I can feel how my pet is so high and proud after seeing Brent banging Celestine’s back. I didn’t see Celestine liking what Brent was doing because I knew that guy was just scaring her. But when I held Celestine in my arms, I could feel how she was amazed, as if those sensations were new to her. Ever since I saw them in the office, I have declared to myself that Celestine will be mine no matter what happens. I want her to be just
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