{"id":264336,"date":"2026-07-15T02:03:13","date_gmt":"2026-07-14T23:03:13","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/i-dare-you-regena-mercy\/"},"modified":"2026-07-15T02:03:13","modified_gmt":"2026-07-14T23:03:13","slug":"i-dare-you-regena-mercy","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/i-dare-you-regena-mercy\/","title":{"rendered":"I Dare You – Regena Mercy"},"content":{"rendered":"
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\u201cI just wish you would tell me what\u2019s making you so\u2026anxious; I know it\u2019s not the airport.\u201d \u201cI don\u2019t want to talk about it, but I don\u2019t want you to be mad that I won\u2019t talk about it. Please, Jonesy, don\u2019t press the issue anymore.\u201d The pleading look in her eyes made my stomach churn and her voice cracked a little. \u201cI just want to forget about it.\u201d So something did happen. \u201cAre you hurt?\u201d I anxiously looked her over, trying to find any signs of physical injury.<\/p>\n

I let out a sigh of relief when I didn\u2019t find anything but the feeling in my stomach didn\u2019t go away. \u201cI am fine, but please forget about it, okay? I don\u2019t want this to ruin the trip.\u201d Althea gave me a tight-lipped smile. \u201cPromise you won\u2019t bring it up again?\u201d Despite my better judgment, I agreed. \u201cI promise.\u201d She gave my hand a quick squeeze and my cheek a light kiss before we took our seats.<\/p>\n

I didn\u2019t tell her, but the fact that she was already keeping secrets so early into our relationship, the way she was so upset and nervous, was eating away at me. But for her sake, I dropped the matter. She would tell me when she felt like it, or not at all. There wasn\u2019t much I could do about it and that was that; the only thing I could do was sit back and enjoy this extremely expensive flight.<\/p>\n

OceanofPDF.com hated lying, I had never been any good at it. Even as a child my poker face was just about see through, and the look on Jonesy\u2019s face told me just that. I was a terrible liar. On the way to the bathroom, Gemma had pulled me into the gift shop, her eyes wide. \u201cDon\u2019t look now, but there\u2019s someone following us. Althea! I told you not to look!<\/p>\n

He\u2019s been following us since we walked past the Taco Bell.\u201d \u201cThat was when we first got here,\u201d I gasped, still peering around the corner. The man was tall, his curly brown hair was peeking out from under his baseball cap, and he wore a dark blue zip up hoodie.<\/p>\n

He was in the snack shop across from us, looking idly at the candied goods.\u201d \u201cDo you know him?\u201d Gemma asked, her nails digging into my skin. I shook my head, craning my head to get a better look.<\/p>\n

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You are loved no matter your sexuality. And for little Mercy, because all she wanted was this. We finally did it, I hope you\u2019re proud. OceanofPDF.com CONTENTS Althea Jonesy Althea Althea Jonesy Althea Jonesy Althea Jonesy Althea Jonesy Althea Althea Althea Jonesy Jonesy Althea Jonesy Jonesy Althea Jonesy Jonesy Althea Althea Jonesy Althea Jonesy Althea Althea Jonesy Jonesy Althea Jonesy Jonesy Althea Jonesy Althea Althea Jonesy Jonesy Althea Jonesy Althea Althea Jonesy Jonesy Althea Jonesy Epilogue \u2014 Althea A Letter from Mercy OceanofPDF.com \u201cA ALTHEA gain, Thea.\u201d<\/p>\n

Coach\u2019s voice echoed against the cold walls of the rink, making her seem louder than she actually was. We had been practicing this move for the past hour, and still, I couldn\u2019t stick the landing. I drew in a deep breath and raised my arms. I performed the move in my head, envisioning where I needed to be and the speed I needed to obtain in order to get there.<\/p>\n

It\u2019s not that fucking hard, I thought to myself. I had done this move close to a million times at my old school, so why was I suddenly having trouble now? Perhaps it was the fact that it was a new school, and I was experiencing first-day jitters.<\/p>\n

Coach Bentley had asked me to come to campus a day early and show her my abilities so she would know who to pair me with once classes started. I had arrived at Maybanks University yesterday and had spent much of the evening and most of this morning decorating my half of the dorm. My roommate hadn\u2019t arrived before I left for the rink, so there was a slight possibility that she would be there when I finished.<\/p>\n

Depending on whether I finally stuck this landing would determine my attitude for the rest of the night, if not the rest of the week.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

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