Crazy Inlove To My Godfather (English Version)
Shit!
I muttered under my breath, instinctively touching my lips. I closed my eyes, trying to push the memory away, but it clung to me as if I could still feel him there.
Fuck, I’m crazy. He’s my Ninong.
I squeezed my eyes shut, twisting and turning in bed, trying to calm my racing thoughts. My pulse slowed little by little, the adrenaline fading. Eventually, I sank into sleep, my body heavy with exhaustion, but my mind couldn’t help but linger on the warmth of that moment, and the way his presence made everything else fade.
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