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9. Obsession

Author: Marugy
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-04-20 00:51:01

Xavier POV

I want her.

It is a deceptively simple word for a feeling that has been rotting in my chest like a slow moving fever for years. I don’t just "want" Marissa; I am consumed by her. It is a dangerous, quiet type of madness that hasn't broken since the first day I saw her on that university field.

I can still see it with terrifying clarity. The sun was hitting the grass just right, and a stray ball had rolled toward her. She picked it up and walked toward me, her blonde hair straight and
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