"Can I see you again?" Marco had asked with a pleading look on his face.
"I don't know... I'd like to..." I trailed off.
I hadn't decided if I felt right yet when he asked me the day before. I really did like him and seeing the look in his eyes I agreed to see him again in a few days.
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Eyes of the Impure
FantasyJezebel was impure. Her name even meant impure. That word seemed to follow her everywhere. Until the day she meets someone new, someone who changes everything. Her world will never be the same.
