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He doesn't know how to give in… I'm in way over my head. I'm waiting for someone to point a finger at me and call me an imposter. I don't belong here. Yet I can't think of anywhere I'd rather be. I don't know what the hell this is between us, but even while I hate it, I crave it, like a damn drug. I need it. I need them. And I'll do whatever it takes to stay here, even if it means giving up who I am.