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Chapter Seventeen
Kyle's P.O.V
I kissed her.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
How did we even get to that? One minute I want to know more of her, see more of her. And with her sitting there with that thin robe of hers, it's either I took the robe off her or I poured out her hair.
Her big, violet eyes had looked back at me dreamy-like. And a part of me, the part I couldn't control, was enchanted by that paŕt of her. The part that didn't fear me.
Then after that, I just wanted more. I don't know what I wanted, all I know is with her hair down and her eyes sparkling...I wanted more.
God, she looked beautiful.
She IS beautiful.
So beautiful I nearly made the mistake the first time, but I didn't.
Until she fell.
I've never heard her scream. Her crying was too familiar b
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