DELICATE fingers trace circles through his ebony locks. with tired eyes , they’ve seen the worst . monsters tucked within every proclaimed sacred place . lurking , awaiting . nerves course through the girl , shell shocked and battered from the brutality that came with secrets. sigh slips from cracked lips , she speaks with nothing short of a hollowed heart . whispered words break through the silence that surrounds them . ‘ we’ll be okay . ‘ for a moment , she wonders if she tries to convince herself more so than him .
narrated by taylor
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