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Day 710 - Jordan

Perfection. There was no other word to describe Dana Franklin. As I kissed her, my mind reeled over the previous year and a half. Her parents were none too happy when we “resumed” dating after her eighteenth birthday, but she didn’t care. I still felt awful that her relationship with them was so strained because of me, but I couldn’t let her go—she was literally all I had in the world.

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