Duk
My dear, after all these years, after every secret shared, every laugh, every moment of your utterly captivating existence... I still find myself looking at you and wondering if this bond, this beautiful, infuriating, intoxicating thing we have, is truly what it seems. Or if, perhaps, it's something infinitely more dangerous, more profound. Something I'm too much of a coward to admit, even to myself.
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My dear, after all these years, after every secret shared, every laugh, every moment of your utterly captivating existence... I still find myself looking at you and wondering if this bond, this beautiful, infuriating, intoxicating thing we have, is truly what it seems. Or if, perhaps, it's something infinitely more dangerous, more profound. Some...阅读更多