Setson's P.O.V.
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I must be dreaming. I told Violet that I was never going to let her go. Then she hit me over the head with a lamp or something. Knocked my a.ss out.
Yeah. That's what's going on.
It has to be, because... There is no way that Violet reacted to everything I said by kissing me. No. Because Violet wanted to leave me. She wanted to be free from me and her past.
Violet's tongue darted out to lick the seam of my lips. I still didn't move. I'm still not sure that I'm not dreaming right now.
Violet huffed, and crawled on top of me. She dug her fingers into my hair as she straddled me. The way she genly tugged on my strands had shivers running down my spine.
"Setson," Violet whined. "Kiss me back."
Violet leaned in to kis
