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... in every inch of my body. I hated the way Elio treated me like a child—not telling me where he wanted to take me, playing games with me, and dodging my questions, acting like I’d do anything he asked with no regard for my own choices.
And I hated how I fell for it every time.
Even the dad-like comments he threw in would set me off. Wear a jacket... really? Like I wasn’t an adult who couldn’t be told what to wear? Like I didn’t know how to wear a jacket in the cold November air, e ...
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