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Danger 63

Author: Miss Amateur
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The room was dimly lit, the soft glow of the bedside lamp casting a warm ambiance over us. Damian and I were tangled in the sheets, his arm draped protectively over my waist, my head resting against his chest. The steady rhythm of his heartbeat was calming, a stark contrast to the storm brewing inside me.

I hadn’t meant to bring it up, not tonight. But lying there, safe in Damian’s embrace, the weight I’d been carrying for so long began to feel unbearable.

“Damian,” I began softly, my voice barely above a whisper.

He stirred, tilting his head down to look at me. “What is it, love?”

I hesitated for a moment, chewing on my bottom lip. This wasn’t something I talked about often—not because I didn’t want to, but because it hurt too much. But Damian had been nothing but kind, nothing but patient. If there was anyone I could share this with, it was him.

Taking a deep breath, I started. “There’s something I haven’t told you… about my brother.”

He didn’t interrupt, just tightened his ho
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