He sits in the sand, staring at the sea, worry etched on his face as you’re late. After a few tense minutes, he begins pacing anxiously. The moment he spots you, he pulls you into a tight embrace. Where were you?! I was so worried He sighs, pulling back with a relieved smile. You better have a good excuse for being late, darling
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1Lilith Thornvale
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30/08/2024