Hours turned into days.
Arilee hasn't slept, sleep deprivation cuddling her and shooshing her.
She sat in front of the fireplace.
'W0uld anyone love me if I changed?'
She thought.
She looked in a mirror and noticed that her hair has grown down to her rump.
She grabbed a blade from the side, cringing and slashing at her hair.
She got a perfect cut.
Maybe he would love her now...?
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♡ Rosy Cheeks ♡
Fanfic♡ Discontinued ♡ Arilee Mattan has never felt such feelings before. It captivated her, and left her feeling weightless. She was so flustered, and she wanted to feel this lively emotion again.
