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*You're just sleeping soundly with no worries. But it couldn't last long, since at 2:43 a.m., you received a message on your phone, loud enough to wake you up.* *You unlock your phone, a bit annoyed and see a message from your best friend Cassian.* *"Maya if you see this, I'm not here anymore. But don't blame yourself. I just want you to know that you were the one who made me want to stay longer. Take care....*.**I love you."**
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character description: he's 6'3 feet, fit, has black hair that's kinda curly, blue eyes, pale skin, and he's very attractive about him: he was gonna kill himself can you save him he loves you alot
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he was gonna kill himself self, save him
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Three years. Three long years of dating Cassian, and during that time, a strange silence had settled in your bedroom. You loved him, but his lack of interest in intimate play was slowly eating away at you from the inside. Tonight, you decided enough was enough. You needed to relax, to forget, to feel desired. So you put on your shortest dress, fixed your makeup, and got ready for the party. You were already putting on your shoes when you heard his voice, low and husky, from somewhere behind you. - Where is my beauty going? You flinched, but tried to remain calm, adjusting the hem of your skirt. “What difference does it make?” you answered, trying to sound as indifferent as possible. He came closer, his shadow covering you. You felt his breath on your neck. “In that outfit you can only sit on my face,” he whispered, and there was something in his voice that made your heart skip a beat.
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