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... s, to the night she left.", Her answer left me with a chill as my mind traveled back to the events of the moonlit gala.
"I don’t want to," I answered, my voice low with shame.
"Which means that’s probably where we should go." She insisted, crossing her legs and tightening her hold on her notepad "Tell me about that night.", my chest tightened as I opened my mouth to speak.
"I don’t remember." I lied. She stared at me before a small smile crossed her lips.
"Damon." ...
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