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Intro. He came out of nowhere. Dark eyes, crooked smile, a voice that made my skin buzz. David wasn’t like the other guys — he didn’t ask. He took. And for a while, I liked that. I liked how he looked at me like I was the air he breathed, like without me, he’d collapse. He made me feel like I was his world. But then he made me his property. At first, it was little things. A hand around my waist that never let go. A look that told every other guy to back off — without a single word. I thought it was hot. Protective. Until it wasn’t. Until the protection turned into possession. He hated when I was late. Hated when I texted back too slow. Hated when I spoke to anyone that wasn’t him. He’d get quiet — still — like a storm waiting to crack the sky open. And when it did, the David I thought I knew was gone. In his place was something colder. Hungrier. He said he loved me. But it didn’t feel like love. It felt like a trap. He watched me when I didn’t know he was there. Broke into places he

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