I was a very good girl until I met Moria. She made me want to be bad, very bad. The more I denied temptation, the more determined she became to have me. In a battle of willpower, I didn't want to guess who would win. My mind might be strong and virtuous, but my body is weak. I want her. What's worse, she knows it.
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