Chapter 88
“You’re under no obligation to me,” I say, remembering my night with Olite. We’ve made no promises. “I’m under the obligation that I—you and I—” She stops again, collects herself. “Have you ever done that before?” I raise an eyebrow. “Kissing?” “With a … a woman.” “No.” I take a deep breath. “I know you don’t—” “I have,” Marvel blurts out. “It’s…” She blinks, and there are tears in her eyes. “We don’t have to do this, Marvel.” I put my hand, tentatively, on top of hers. “Just forget it, all right? Forget it happened.” “No.” She shakes her head violently. “I’m sorry. This is just … harder than I thought. But you told me about you and your sister.” “It’s all right.” “Please just listen, victoria?” I nod. “When I was … twelve, maybe, there was a girl. Sarima. A daughter of one of m
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