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“I loved the way he looked at me, the way he devoured me, stripped me down with his gaze. No doubt he grew an obsession with me, a kind of unhealthy fixation, yet I still liked it. But I never expected him to confess so bluntly that he was in love with me. How could it be that we felt the same?” — Aurora M. Stark
I loved the way he looked at me, the way he devoured me, stripped me down with his gaze. No doubt he grew an obsession with me, a kind of unhealthy fixation, yet I still liked it. But I never expected him to confess so bluntly that he was in love with me. How could it be that we felt the same?