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Chapter 16: I Hate Ashman

[Kimberly]

Someone should pinch me and fucking tell me that - that wasn't a kiss. That I scrubbed my lips against the wall. That I was hallucinating. That it's not real.

What!

I kissed Ashman? No, Ashman kissed me! No, he stole my first kiss.

Holy goodness!

The kiss I have been saving for my beloved, for our wonderful moment. The kiss that I groomed to engulf with sweeter memories. This man whore stole it before a snap of the finger.

And he wants to go scout free? Never!

I slapped him harder on his cheek with repulse and hatred in my eyes, he looked shocked with his hand placed on his cheek.

Trail of memories started rushing into my vision, this incident feels so familiar yet I couldn't point out where exactly it took place.

"How dare you!" I screamed at his shock face that later turned furious.

"What gave you the right to slap me?" His eyebrows furrowed in anger with his voice filled with contempt, he grabbed my neck holding it so tight.

"You have the guts, the effontry to kiss me. S
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