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Finally Seeing Him
Homework
Awkward Discussion
The Essay
A Switch In The Mood
His Words
New Friend
Bar
Under The Stars
Cake
Desires
Swimming
Clubbing
Not What I Had Expected
Wrath
Grounded
Punishment
Tough Decisions
Sweet Torture
A Slip Of A Finger
The Surprise Text
So Close
Another Word
Not Again
His Part
A Walk In The Park
A Slight Confrontation
Unveiled Harmonies
Risky
The Unexpected Beauty
Damage Control
Drunken State
Finding Spooky
Needs
Finding Something
The Window
Breadcrumb
Visitor Surprise
Sneaking In
Study Room
Sensitivity
Be Discreet
Being Me
Getting To Know Spooky
Photoshoot Nightmare
The Industry
Bathtub
More Lies
Gallery Night
That Night
Love Bite
Cozy
Cover Ups
More Lies Added
A Little Confession
Away From Home
Hotel Room
Surprise On The Doorstep
Confronting His Father
Caring For Spooky
Dinner For Three
His Vulnerability
A Leech
Camp
A Quick Night
Volleyball And Pills
Pool Party
Concerned
My Support
Another Breadcrumb
Telling The Truth
Doorstep Surprise
Something Not Expected
The Issue
My Best Friend
Deal With Him
The Prey
Beyond Crushed
Lurking In The Hallway
A Loss
Cost Of Happiness
The Discussion
Traumatic Memories
Invitation
The Jacket
Club Photoshoot
Night Watch
His Care
Truth Comes To Light
Scolding
Like Old Times
Photoshoot For Two
Past Revealed
Only A Fantasy
Hearing The Truth
Finding Eric
A Deal With Eric
School Trouble
Warned
Parents
Unavoidable
Last Photoshoot
Shattered Pieces
The Accusation
Table Talk
Graduation
The Manor Party
Bathroom
Surprise In The Driveway
Leaving Home
To Get Away
Moving In
Helping Eric Move
An Apartment Mate
Southampton
A Broken Man
Pain And Grief
Pleasure With Pain
Can He Handle It?
The Beam
Behind The Closed Door
Old Study Room
The Worry
Finding Tristan
Chapter 125: Descent Into Darkness
When The Body Breaks
The Weight Of Waiting
Drawing The Line
Confronting VFS
Grace
New Revelation
My House
His Care
Eric's Side Of The Story
Resurrection
Piano Session
Candlelit Bathtub
The Wings
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A faint trace of lavender perfume someone had overused filled the studio. My heels dangled from my fingers, the straps brushing against my thigh. I took a deep breath before sitting on the edge of the bench to slip them on. Everything felt the same, cold, pristine, ruthless, but ins...
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