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12PM. / “هل أجعلك تشعر بالمرض؟” ✶ I remember the way your voice sounded at night, hushed and holy, like you were afraid of waking something sleeping beneath our skin. But love was never enough, was it? We learned that in motel beds and church parking lots, in whispered confessions and promises that never quite made it past our lips. You wanted more, or maybe just something different, and I—I just wanted you.