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Twisted enemy.

BAEKALIS’ POV

I think a piece of me died with that kiss.

The second his lips grazed mine, it was like it was helping me itch a part of my skin that I didn't even know itched. It…rewired my brain chemistry, to put it simply.

It felt good, almost like he was inhaling the bad air in my lungs and replaced it with a new one that was more refreshing.

Wait…that sounded wrong.

Either way, it was more than anything I had ever imagined it would be.

Ever since that night at the cave, I'd missed Cyrus, even though a rational part of my brain told me that there was nothing to miss. Realistically, I barely knew him, but it was like I craved him. It wasn't necessarily…sexual in a sense. I just wanted, no, I needed him near me most of the time. When he wasn't by me, it felt like something was missing.

So to make it more reasonable, I wanted to get to know him better. Although, that was just an excuse to try to make sense of whatever this odd attachment I was feeling.

We spent some afternoons t
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