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June 21, 2017 (22 weeks) "Where are we going?" I grasp onto Harry's hand hoping he isn't guiding me into some trap of some sort. I had my fair share of doing that to others which made me weary of people like me. "For the forty-fifth time I can't tell you, you just have to trust me," Harry tells me while I walk in complete darkness. I am careful and slow as I walk nervously thinking I might run into a wall or trip over a crack in the sidewalk. I know we are outside from the smell of the freshly watered lawn and cool spring breeze. "Last time I trusted you was last week and you said we weren't going to Netflix and chill and what did we do? We had raging animalistic ass s*x!" I tell him thinking about how amazing it felt. I had been such a horny b***h over the past month and for reasons I
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