s'more suffering for y'all <3 dw we'll get happier when i'm done with the school year :D
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You rolled in the empty room of your apartment, the bed cold and barely warmed, the chill of winter settling into New York city. Using what little warmth was left from you previously tossing and turning on your mattress, you tried to shut your eyes. You couldn't. Then, soft arms snaked around your waist, a soft lullaby dragging you to the wells of sleep. "Don't go," you murmured drowsily, rolling back over to pull yourself closer to the source. A soft chuckle filled the dead silence, fading away as you fell asleep.
When you woke up, you sighed heavily, the space where the warm source was now empty.
Your eyes widened.
You wanted to scream from the utter shock that held your body still. Why?
That was your fiancé,
who has been dead,
for the past 5 years.
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Authors Imagined Gallery.
General FictionIn which i show you thoughts, scenarios and imaginations i deal with . FAIR WARNING - there is no smut, and lots of angst. I want you to wrench your heart in guilt as you kneel before me. lol teehee 😇
