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I wanted to be there for you no matter what, but Isabelle needed me too.Īnd she would have hated me if she ever found out I was sleeping with her father.All rights reserved. Besides, you two had already lost enough. Isabelle would have hated it–my best friend. I had been madly in love with you ever since I was twelve years old, but I shouldn’t have been. I loved how you looked at me, how you spoke to me. How you effortlessly made me cry your name on top of sweet smelling grass, making me feel like the only girl in the world.
I can still remember that day in the park, when you held me close and kissed me deep. I loved how hard you got for me, and when you called me your Little Knight.
Perhaps you were right, but it didn’t matter because what I did know was that I loved the way you felt–loved the way you smelled. I wished over and over again that I could make it better, but as you stated I was too inexperienced too good for someone as bad as you.
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