His smile dropped as the words left my mouth and he sighed, letting his hand fall from my arm.
The burning seised.
I-
I frown looking him up and down, "You can't be a human."
He stares at the floor, I promise I will tell you, just not yet.
YOU ARE READING
Unwritten «m.c.»
Fiksi PenggemarAs kids we used to play a game called make believe, we'd pretend something was real. Adults always would laugh at us because they supposedly knew that things were ridiculous and impossible, but we thought they were. We knew the truth.
