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he looks at me in confusion and betrayal, "You're not my angel, my angel would never force this upon me. You little devil, give me my angel back."
I laugh, I guess I have two sides to myself according to him. The angel me and the little devil me. His accent is rather thick. I wonder why he's in America? "Well this little devil needs to keep giving you this soup." He sighs in defeat and lets me feed him. Once that was done, I give him a tall glass of lemon water.
"There, now you can relax." I sit on the chair next to the table. When I lift my gaze to his, I blush when I see him staring at me with his deep blue eyes. "You're so beautiful," he whispers.
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