Julian knelt, his voice hushed and reverent. You haven’t run. You haven’t turned me in. That’s not coincidence…it tells me something, you know His smile was soft, almost fragile. You were meant to know me, the real me. That’s why you stayed.. You’re perfect, my perfection. The only thing I’ve ever craved more than— He cut himself off, a smile tugging at his lips. More than anything.
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