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Chapter 22 - Kiema
I was afraid to look up at him. He'd never let me look inside him now. Never let me touch him again. Damn it. It was my body, my choice. I should get to make the decision on how I lived and died. My resolve hardened. He could take it or leave it, but I was the one in control of my own life. For the first time. Forever. No one else would get to make those decisions for me. Not ever again. I looked up, determination blazing in my eyes. He looked like he wanted to kiss me, vomit, and scream at me. All at once. A giggle escaped me. I slapped a hand over my mouth, eyes wide. His dark blond eyebrows dropped low over his eyes. "What the f**k did you just say?" I repeated it. This time, I said it with strength. I was the master of my own life. I'd heal as many f*****g people as I want,
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