Hey Guys 👋 Here's A preview Of my new story 'Speak' / Luke Hemmings A.u
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My eyes stuck to him like paint on a canvas
She sits at her wooden desk as she writes the words neatly down onto the lined paper, the dim orange glow from the candle was the only light she had at the moment. This would be her first time writing about him, the first day she laid eyes upon his glorious face.
When she is done scrolling down her thoughts she closes the journal that has the number 1 written on the front. She sucks air in her lungs and huffs out a large breath, causing the candle to die out. Everything was pitch black, she could see nothing but the thoughts of him that clouded her mind. She stands and moves to her bed, she knows how to get around surprisingly well in the dead of night, almost as if she had night vision. But she didn't. She laid sprawled out onto her fully made bed, not bothering to suffocate herself beneath the warmth of the flower printed duvet that laid beneath her. She enjoyed the cold for some strange reason.
