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Her forehead touches mine. I close my eyes. My breath stutters, and our faces are so close I’m sure she can feel the air from my mouth.

Sonora Reyes, The Lesbiana's Guide to Catholic School
November 7, 2024 at 5:14 AM
I vowed to die for you — don't make a liar of me.

Seth Dickinson, The Traitor Baru Cormorant
November 7, 2024 at 4:28 AM