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One year earlier... 

Trent steps out of the car. I can't wait for him to open the door for me. My legs are wobbling. My skin is burning.

I'm thirsty. Thirsty for Trent. I'm hungry for his passionate kisses and yearning for his touch. There is nothing I want more now than him buried inside me. Me screaming out his name as he thrusts deep inside me. Oh lord! 

I step out of the car when I can't stand this torture anymore. The hunger is too much and I need him to satisfy me. I need him to feed my soul. 

The minute I step out, I freeze on the ground at the sight 

Trent, my Trent, in the arms of another woman. She's in a coat and red heels. 

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