52 | 𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

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Water quickly ran down my slicked hair, running my hands through thick strands, I bent my head down to start scrubbing with my hair wash

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Water quickly ran down my slicked hair, running my hands through thick strands, I bent my head down to start scrubbing with my hair wash.

Closing my eyes my memory replayed moments back with Adora. Placing both my hands on the cold shower wall, I tried to remain calm.

But every time I thought of her, I thought of the way his name was on her neck, the things he was doing to her. Something she let him do... I tried thinking of our kiss, her sweet plump lips on mine again.

It helped, for a split second. The fake thoughts of them killed me mentally, my fist balled up. When I see her, I won't fucking hesitate, but for now.

I need to focus on Isaiah, the meeting went fast... I figured It was going to last more than an hour, knowing Isaiah'd put up a fight like he usually does.

But this time, when Adora was there. He didn't hesitate to sign his name, which means I'll have to figure out what he's doing, and why.

It doesn't make sense, what business does he have with the Lavorinillá? After scrubbing the soap out of my hair I began to wash up.

But I couldn't keep my thoughts In line, I could only think of her. What was she doing, what Is she doing? Maybe I should get out of the shower to text her, or maybe I'll call her while I shower...

My thoughts caused me to stop washing myself, the thought of her drives me absolutely Insane. 

Sitting on the bed drying the rest of my hair off I grabbed my phone off of the dresser, Instantly taping Adora's new number

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Sitting on the bed drying the rest of my hair off I grabbed my phone off of the dresser, Instantly taping Adora's new number. 

Me: Adora.

I sent, putting down the phone I felt impatient. Now that my mind was on It, there was one part of the house that I never went to.

The room she decorated, I was so busy trying to find her, that I was barely home to even think about her room. Grabbing my phone I walked out of my room and down near her side of the house.

The more I pay attention, the more Adora has me In her hold, I'd do anything for her. I gave her half of the house, fucking hell, I put her name on this house.

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