[ᴛᴄғ] ᴏɴᴄᴇ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ
𝗗𝗜𝗦𝗖𝗟𝗔𝗜𝗠𝗘𝗥: 𝗧𝗖𝗙 𝗗𝗢𝗘𝗦𝗡'𝗧 𝗕𝗘𝗟𝗢𝗡𝗚 𝗧𝗢 𝗠𝗘 𝗧𝗥𝗜𝗚𝗚𝗘𝗥 𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗗𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗗𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝗥𝗲𝗮𝗱 . Cale barely flinched as the broken glass cut through his palm. He blinked, his red-brown orbs watched blood that start to gushing out. The wounds, however, sting 𝒐𝒉 so pleasantly. ...