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The nameless boy, after me telling the story had said "I wanted to exercise how much you are submitting to me. Do you love me?" And my face. My face. My face had never been drained of blood so quickly in my life. A million things flew threw my head, as if I were reliving all of my time with him. I was at a lost for words.
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Intermission II . . . )