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... e and Devotion
Time, within my Mindspace, had a funny way of stretching. A single moment of silence could yawn into eternity. A quiet breath could last for what felt like days. So when I say Onyx refused to let me wake up for "a while," I mean that in the way a glacier refuses to melt under moonlight—slow, immovable, obsessive.
She was glued to me. Not figuratively. Her body was wrapped around mine like some obsessive, biomechanical compression blanket with emotional issues. Ever ...
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