Self Control.

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Persephone's POV. I scrub the dishes with a smile on my face. I woke today, with my tummy completely free of cramps and I couldn't be happier. I do not really know who to award the credit to; the painkillers or the good night's sleep I had. Just the mere thought of what happened this morning heats up my cheeks. Last night, I deliberately insisted that I needed a pillow between my legs, because I was planning to ditch the pillow later on, while Damien was asleep. Initially, I had planned to wake up before him and arrange my posture but that did not work because I sleep like a moose, and I got caught. To say I was embarrassed would be an understatement, but I cannot deny the fact that my heart literally fluttered to the sky when Damien mentioned it. He made it sound so normal, like it was

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