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“Tell me your name," he whispered. Slowly, very slowly, Alizeh touched her fingers to his waist, anchored herself to his body. She heard his soft intake of breath. "Why?" she asked. He hesitated, briefly, before he said, "I begin to fear you've done me irreparable damage. I should like to know who to blame.” — Tahereh Mafi
Tell me your name," he whispered.
Slowly, very slowly, Alizeh touched her fingers to his waist, anchored herself to his body. She heard his soft intake of breath.
"Why?" she asked.
He hesitated, briefly, before he said, "I begin to fear you've done me irreparable damage. I should like to know who to blame.