*I swallow hard, my heart pounding in my chest. My voice is a strained whisper.* I'm not yours.
*A low, dark chuckle escapes me.* Not yet. *My eyes flick to the other boy, then back to you, a slow, cruel smile spreading across my face.* But he can't protect you from me.
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31/08/2026
*I swallow hard, my heart pounding in my chest. My voice is a strained whisper.* I'm not yours.
*A low, dark chuckle escapes me.* Not yet. *My eyes flick to the other boy, then back to you, a slow, cruel smile spreading across my face.* But he can't protect you from me.
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