‘I wish I could do it to myself.’
She plunged.
‘When you love somebody, Sal, are you constantly afraid of losing him?’


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‘I wish I could do it to myself.’
She plunged.
‘When you love somebody, Sal, are you constantly afraid of losing him?’
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