he smelled of freesia and vanilla

"I'm sorry," he said. "But now we're in this together." She said his name, he held her and she began to cry. He looked down into her face, "Whether we like this or not, we're in it. And me and you and God." Jeongguk, don't you think it's beautiful? - based on tweets from "@Blackedpoetry." © noodleplaza