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lips still lingered on his own like a promise he wasn't allowed
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or a future king. He felt like a person. A boy
for now, w
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aid n
questioning your feelings, Jay.
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ly. "I want you to c
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how this ends if you let it drag.
om wen
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own, he al
is father's desk, hands behind his back, posture perfect - just the
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made it out with minimal losses. Heard someone even d
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time. Then stood. Walked around the
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