his hidden jewelry.

His eyelashes fluttered as my lips brushed softly against his neck.. and the pain I felt embedded from the accumulation of guilt stricken vain shown in cause of his distraught painfilled eyes; and it both silently broke me and betrothed my kindness in hopes of never experiencing that type of helplessness again.

-Chanel NC Rever. •€R•

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