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ok her, intermittently holding onto her, every time letting her taste a bit of sweetness before stopping abruptly, asking her—"Who am I""Who am I""Who am I"Please provide the text you would like me to...believe it.Now, all he wanted was to confirm, after all that had happened, if this woman in front of him still believed in him! Could she, at the very least, give him her basic trust when he asked for...