The Cracked Lady offers her services. You can rearrange her face for free.
“So many cracks on my face…” she whispers, a glittery smile on her face. “Do you want to feel them?”
She offers you a tool, smiling so sweetly. Your fingers curl around the handle of a hammer. You look up at her beautiful face once again, and she says: “I want you to feel it for me.” She closes her mouth and smiles once more.
|Originally written: March 02, 2022
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Cerita PendekSweetest Decay, Series 1 A collection of my short stories I first published in my writing blog, Sweet Decay.
