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Cassandra.

I couldn't shake the tingles. Even after weeks had passed since Jacob left, the memory of his touch still sent shivers down my spine. I found myself longing for his touch, my mind filled with dirty desires that shouldn't be there in the first place. But a part of me felt guilty. Would I be putting my family and everything I have been brought up with behind because of him?

He was messing with my head even without being present. There was something in his gaze when he looked at me, pure hunger burning inside of me. But I didn't know if he felt the same way. Sadness rang in my chest at the thought of his feelings not being reciprocated.

But why should I be bothered? Why did I care if he had the same lustful feelings for me? Obviously, that's all it was. There was a part of me that burned with desire when he stared at me.

Then there was a part of me that wanted to forget him completely. But another part, a nagging uncertainty, made it impossible to let go. I couldn't bring myse