[Madison] Ford kissed me and rested his cheek against my head. I wanted to stay like that, resting in his arms, having him near me. The connection we had was growing more. I almost stopped being angry about having to deal with this questioning before I could be with him again. One day, I might even be able to tell him everything. “How’d you kill that guy, though? You were with me when he died.” He whispered. &nbs
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