He reached out his hand towards me. He made no questions, no further comments. He didn't seem to care at all about my completely white eye now covered in a black patch, nor about the white bunny puppet on my shoulder which talked when my lips couldn't move, nor the thread on my lips that sealed them together. I looked...
"Ella se iba poniendo más y más nerviosa a cada instante que pasaba, pero estaba decidida a decirle todo lo que sabía al respecto de aquél asesinato..."
Primer libro de la colección A girl of Midnight. Rochette no es una niña buena e inocente. El señor Davis no es un hombre malo pero carismático. Y esto, esto no es una historia de amor. Adentrate en una historia de necesidad y deseo en la que la pobreza y el lujo mantendrán una batalla constante. En un mundo tan crue...
Well I wouldn't know how to describe it. It's just the thoughts of a girl who is about to jump from a window.
YES! ANOTHER! BECAUSE THERE IS NEVER ENOUGH OF THIS *^* I accept suggestions and if this works out I might do another book with Hetalia x Reader One-shots. I do not accept themes like self-harm or suicide I might however do mild angst or deaths if you ask me to. And nowww to the characters: Axis: - Germany - Italy ...
