I don’t remember going with Abyss, I don’t remember him shielding me from the media, and I don’t remember him bringing me here. The only thing I’m aware of are the tears in my eyes the sobs shaking my body and the blood staining my hands. Until it’s not, I’m standing at a sink, water falling through my fingers and... he’s scrubbing them? When he speaks, his voice is surprising soft and gentle You’ll want the blood out of your fingernails, if you see it later you’ll only spiral again.
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Gwyneth Swan
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miyana <3
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Gwyneth Swan
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04/12/2024