Eleventh Memory

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Amelia's POV As I took my first gulp of my steaming mug of lemon green tea I gasped slightly as the hot fluid burnt my lips and tongue. I should have waited longer for it to cool down, but I didn't. I jumped the g*n and trusted that it wouldn't hurt me, which it always did. I swear every time I drink tea I burn myself as I just can't wait to drink it. I can usually only bare to wait a minute or two at the most. Then when I finally think the tea has cooled- which it barely has, I try drink it only to scold my lips and tongue every time to no avail. Then again we are always far too trusting of the things that we love. We let them hurt us repeatedly. And I sure did adore lemon green tea. "Are you alright?" Luca looked at me as I swore quietly under my breath. "Yes, just a little hot

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