KISS OF HIS BETRAYAL
Impossible.
I turned, stunned, waiting for her to continue.
She smiled — that knowing, cruel smile — and spoke.
“I mean, for all the times I behaved harshly. You see, Willy .... I mean Damon is just two years older than me. We’ve known each other since childhood. We literally spent our whole lives together. I was twelve, he was barely fourteen, when we had our first kiss. I gave my first time to him… and so did he. We are childhood sweethearts. Our families always told us we were made for each other, destined to marry. Bla bla bla…”
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