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Adore.

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1900s fiction harrystyles old writer

His fingertips danced across her skin in the most sinister way, hums falling from her delicate lips. 
The snowflakes trembled against the cracks on the windows of the carriage. The sound of the wind outside was almost enough to block out the world around them. The two cradled together hiding from her father in Harry's horse and carriage. 
Her fingers trembled softly, as they lay on his bare chest, worrying about what her father would think with her being out this late. 
"Harry, did you ever think we would end up like this?" The question fell from her lips in a thousand foreign languages. Harry chuckled softly, his green eyes looking up towards Adeline.   
"Never, never in a million years."All Rights Reserved

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