He leaned back, looking at her face again before his fingers slid under her chin, lifting it so she had no choice but to meet his eyes. "You love me." He said, shaking his head in mock sympathy. "& that's the most reckless thing you could've ever done." His grip tightened slightly under her jaw, not hard enough to hurt, just enough to remind her that he could. His thumb grazed her jaw, slower this time, respectful almost. "Love doesn't make me weak, baby. It makes me more dangerous. Because I love you back, meaning I now have something to lose." He leaned in until his lips hovered just above hers, their breath mingling. "& I don't like that. Not having shit to lose is what kept me untouchable, now I got a weakness & now we gotta die holding hands because you ain't doing this shit without me & I ain't doing it without you. So, Naytiri, you sure you wanna bleed for me?"

"We were everything once. Now we're barely a memory." When Soraya's boss moves overseas, she's reassigned to someone from her past. Someone who doesn't even remember her. But Soraya remembers everything. And some distances never close.

"𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐛𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐝 𝐚 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐬 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬"

"Detective Brown your under arrest for the murder of Karrueche Brown"

Who wants that perfect love story anyway? Cliché, cliché, cliché, cliché

just a figment of my imagination 💭

"Aɴᴅ I ᴀɪɴ'ᴛ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ʙᴇᴇɴ ɪɴ ʟᴏᴠᴇ﹐ ʙᴜᴛ I sᴡᴇᴀ ᴛᴏ Gᴏᴅ I ᴡᴀɴɴᴀ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ." ﹣ MN - 𝙇𝙖𝙙𝙮𝙉𝙖𝙞𝙞 𝙋𝙧𝙤𝙙𝙪𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨

𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘮𝘺 "𝘴𝘢𝘧𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘯"