idkanything444
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I sat behind him on his motorcycle.
At that moment, all I wanted was to hold him in my arms and absorb every bit of his pain.
He acted as if nothing had happened and drove in silence.
I slowly started moving my hands towards his body, and suddenly, my control snapped and the pent-up feelings burst free.
I gripped his back, my face burried into his shoulder as the sobs tore loose from my chest.
He froze for a second, then gently tapped on my fingers wrapped around his waist, and went back to driving without saying a word.
Author's note:
Hey!
This is the first part of a three-part series.
This is going to be a slowburn love story, so buckle up.
AND DISCLAIMER REMEMBER THERE IS OTHER PARTS TO THIS 🫣 ...
Thank you for reading 🌸🥺
~ I don't own the pictures used in this story
~emi