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... it fearing for my life like a gun to the head, metaphor of course... and there were the moments."
I bit my bottom lip, recalling how Ares fucked me under the shower. A shiver shot up my spine, but I quickly shook my head and cleared my throat.
"And I spent most of it drunk, too. I think the drunk part was really needed. It was helpful to process things even though it didn’t completely help."
My mind flashed to Athena’s story that still wrecked me.
I set my coffee ...
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