Damon
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She’s laying on my chest, watching her show.
I gaze down at her face. Admiring how calm she looks. How pretty she is.
She seems so happy. How could I possibly ruin that?
How could such a sweet, softhearted girl like her be with someone so cruel? Someone like me.
I don’t have the heart to tell her that it was just a bet.
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