The first time Daniel completely lost his temper, the sound was quieter than I expected. A sharp crack echoed through the hallway while his mother pounded relentlessly on my front door. I touched the sore spot near my mouth and refused to open it. For a second, Daniel simply stared at me, his expression shifting from anger to a chilling, profound disbelief that I had actually dared to say no to him. For six years, I had believed… Continue Reading ⬇️
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