lockwoods pov
The wooden stairs creaked softly beneath my feet as I descended, each step echoing the weight of my troubled mind. I paused before the door that I had forbidden Valentina to enter, a sanctuary of forgotten memories that I desperately wished to leave buried. The room was an echo chamber of shadows, its secrets haunting my thoughts.
I averted my gaze from the ominous portal, unable to bear the burden it carried. With a heavy heart, I turned and retreated to the solitude of my own chamber. As I undressed, the clothes slipping from my body, I felt a momentary sense of relief. I shed not only my attire but also the weight of memory that clung to me like a suffocating cloak.
Donning soft sweatpants, I collapsed onto the bed, my weary limbs seeking respite. The darkness enveloped me, a comforting blanket that momentarily hid the horrors that lurked within my mind. But even in the embrace of night, the whispers of the past refused to be silenced, their echoes resonating through the desolate corridors of my soul.
sorry this is really short, didn't know what to write
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ghost hunter
FanfictionValentina x Lockwood In a London ravaged by a ghost pandemic, Lockwood & Co. takes on a new recruit, Valentina, a resourceful homeless girl they've rescued from the streets. As she joins the agency, Valentina and Lockwood grow closer, their bond ign...
