Chapter 11: Salvatore

“Tell me about your poetry,” I murmur into her hair, voice thick.

“What do you want to know?” she whispers into my chest.

“Tell me your favorite,” I say.

She’s quiet for a long moment, breathing against my chest like she’s debating with herself.

Then she pulls away. Not all at once — like it hurt...

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