I reach out slowly and run my fingertips along the dark line of his jaw. “I don’t need you to be gentle. I can’t afford gentle.” It’s the truth. It may seem strange, but I know what my future holds. It won’t be gentle. It will be anything but gentle.

-Iris Ann Hunter

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