Thinking about Pietro

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I was immediately consumed by my thoughts. The kiss. It was perfect. No bombs or anything, but a tingly feeling. A good feeling. An amazing feeling. Something I had never felt before, and I have had my fair share of kisses. The thought of loving someone, it terrified me. I everyone I had ever loved was dead, and it was all my fault. I was a toxic creation. No one could love me. Except I saw it. The love in Pietro's eyes. I knew it was true. I had to find him. But did I want to? I had this need for him in my heart, but was I really ready for another love?

Yes.

I had made up my mind. I needed him. I was ready.

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