MY HYBRID MATE
My movements were sluggish, but I forced myself forward, step by step, until I reached the bathroom.
My hands trembled as I turned on the faucet, letting the cold water run. I grabbed a handful and splashed it onto my face, trying to wash away the filth, the violation, the lingering presence of him. But it wasn’t enough. The taste of him was still in my mouth, making my stomach churn with disgust. I grabbed the bottle of mouthwash with unsteady hands, pouring more than necessary into my mouth. I swished it violently, gagging on the strong minty burn, desperate to erase him from my senses. But it didn’t feel like enough. It would never be enough. I scrubbed my tongue, rinsing again and again,
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