What He Wants

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“That was remarkable. I mean, splitting in the air.” Another genuine smile she stretched her lips into. “Thank you. You shouldn't do that without putting powder on your palms, though, Francess. They'd get sore.” As Tessa grabbed her hands then spoke concerningly yet softly, she strangely had a quick flashback. Those words…it wouldn't be the first time she'd be hearing them. “O-okay.” She stuttered then withdrew her hands. Afterward, both went to freshen up and Francess in her shower began feeling a heavy pound of her head. “s**t…” She turned up the water's pressure, then banged her fists on the tiled walls. “Why…am I feeling this way?” ~~• ~~ ~•~ “Mr. Gabriele!” The amount of glee she felt the moment her eyes landed on the aged man was immense. Thoughtlessly, T

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