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She lifted watery eyes to his face and saw the rage there, barely contained, and felt a surge of terror that she was sure reflected in her eyes because he rested his forehead against hers. He panted as if he was the one being suffocated, as if he couldn’t breathe. His hot breath fanned her face as he tried to get a hold of himself. She stayed very still, sensing he was on the verge of unleashing something they would both regret. 

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I can't really give any context for this. Just know, shit is intense 😳