DD osama
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    𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐆: ɴᴏᴛɪᴄᴇᴅ ɪ ᴄʀɪᴇᴅ - ᴘɪɴᴋᴘᴀɴᴛʜᴇʀᴇꜱꜱ

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    You were scared. Scared that DD was falling out of love with you. Recently DD had been acting weird, coming back late, barely texting, things like that. It may seem small but it meant a lot to you. You texted him, “we need to talk.”

    You were sitting on the bed, as DD entered the room.

    “ma, yhu good? yhu wanted to talk?” he asked as he sat close to you on the bed, his chains clinking together.