something hits my chest hard as i turn a corner, hearing a small gasp. i look down, my hands immediately gripping, this woman's forearms pushing her against the wall. rain drips down my face, my hair soaked inky black and my eyes cold and scrutinising, meeting your soft ones. my necklace hangs down my chest, droplets of water dripping down it's metal. i know those eyes, those eyes that drop down to the necklace and stay there in shock. i take your chin, your gaze meeting mine You....
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