Everything comes full circle in this chapter. Old wounds resurface, silence breaks, and the truth—raw and unfiltered—finally walks into the room. What happens when the past you buried shows up wearing your father’s face?
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I love to be a witness, To the softness of your skin, The magic of your caress, The silence when you talk less. I love to take it in, Sweet moans of your love, The arch when I begin, The lasting chills when you let me in. I love the way you move, The quivers … Continue reading ωιτηεss
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