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 ༶•┈┈❦Taste Like Forbidden ❦┈┈•༶

Auteur: Ravenna
last update Date de publication: 2026-08-16 17:02:52

❈❈Riley Pov❈❈

I was just about to throw up. My stomach was doing flips and I'd already changed my outfit three times because nothing felt right. The book was out. Like, actually out in the world. People were reading my words. My trauma. My love story. Everything.

"You're spiraling," Jayson said from the doorway of our bedroom.

We'd moved into the Brooklyn apartment two weeks ago. It was perfect. High ceilings. Big windows. A kitchen where we could both cook without getting in each other's way.
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