87.the scent of his shampoo and aftershave

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HAVEN It's like I'm standing in the middle of a very dangerous and terrifying storm and then get struck by a bolt of lightening, so fast so hard and so quick that its too late to turn back. Aamon has been lying to me all this time? He's been pretending to be a girl, the online friend i have come to trust and confidence in. But what do you know? That so called friend is just a big ball of lies. I stumble backwards, failing to wrap everything around my head. I blink rapidly, drawing in a deep breath to try calming myself down but it doesn't work. It's too much. My mind takes me back to the memories of that night. *Then* Aamon holds my hand as I laugh so loud I have to bend over and clutch my stomach. "What?" He asks. Genuinely confused as to why I'm laughing. "That's the most ridicu

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