Chapter Twenty Five: Back at it
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The first thing I lay my hands on is a black dress shirt that I know I have never seen him wearing. But the thought of how he would look in it just drives me crazy. Bring it to my nose and inhale his scent. His cologne is quite strong. It stays on clothes even after they are washed. I feel like every single item of his smells of this very much intoxicating cologne.
And I cannot get enough of it. I just can't. After I feel like I have satisfied myself enough, I lay on the bed and cuddle up on his side. Which I assume because of the scent. Yes, one part of it smells like my mother's head. So I definitely know that it is not the side that he probably sleeps on. “What the hell are you doing?” I suddenly ask myself before deciding to snap out of
