Debbie. “You heard me,” I whispered. “Take it off.” “Sure... sure,” he muttered quickly, his fingers fumbling with the small elastic band at the back of his head. He pulled it out and tossed it onto the counter. The moment the band was gone, his thick white hair fell loose, cascading down around his broad shoulders and framing his face like a halo of silver. With his hair down, the harsh, cold lines of his face seemed to soften. He looked unbelievably beautiful. “You are a liar,” I whispered, my voice shaking a little as I looked into those blue eyes. “A deceiver. I've been used my whole life, Rex. You don't know what it feels like to know that everything was just a game with me. To feel like people only want me for what's inside me.” Rex opened his mouth to speak, a look of agony crossing his face, but I lifted my finger and pressed it against his warm lips to stop him. “But... with this thread here,” I said, my finger sliding down to point directly at the center of his chest,
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