Chapter 33

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We came back when it was already dark, all wet and cold.

It was raining that day as well, soaking the pages of my book.

Man touched my hand, looking into my eyes. I didn't want to leave them, they were too beautiful for that.

But he leaned in and kissed my mouth. The moment was sweet and pure, like slender flowers brushed by the rain.

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