The Spring of Autumn

The Spring of Autumn

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"Anyway..what are you doing here?" I ask him the question that's been lurking in the back of my mind. "Not much, just talking to a weird girl at a shitty party." I have to bite back a smile but I also feel a little offended at the same time. I'm not weird, he is. Autumn is usually a carefree and colorful person. But there is constantly something holding her back. An underlying issue that seems to stick to her like a piece of chewing gum under a school desk. Despite all, she fights to make her dreams of becoming an artist come true. When she meets Kees, her life takes a turn that she wouldn't have expected. While dealing with her clouded mind, he seems to help her clear it. The inexplicable bond between them leads her to a question, only Autumn can answer. Can she reveal her secrets and learn to trust again? You'll never know what's hiding under your bed, if you don't take a look. #1 in autonomy
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Here she is. I can see the slope of her spine through that thin shirt. She's made of angles I ache to smooth with a hand, but I'd use my lips if she asked. I brush her knuckles with mine. Her skin is cold, but she flips her palm for more contact. I lace our fingers. It's enough to make her look at me. As those kaleidoscopic eyes meet mine, I hold my breath. Then she sets her lips just under my jaw. It rips the air from my lungs. It's the softest thing I've ever felt. "What was that for," I breathe. She pulls back, lashes damp, and whispers, "You're the kind of person that should be kissed." 𝙝𝙪𝙧𝙩 𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚 𝙝𝙪𝙧𝙩 𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚 BOOK TWO C O N T A I N S : ❤︎ mature content ❤︎ romance & friendship ❤︎ yearning Copyright © 2021-present Laurel Montaze (immoralLaurel). This body of work (story, characters, ideas) is available exclusively on Wattpad. If you're viewing it on a different website/platform or under a different username, it has been illegally stolen. Please notify the original author. Cover art: me © All Rights Reserved

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