"I am forever engaged in a silent battle in my head over whether or not to lift the fork to my mouth, and when I talk myself into doing so, I taste only shame. I have an eating disorder. But nobody knows but nor do they care," "I care." He said sliding his thumb slowly down my prominent cheek bone. "I am just a toy to you Louis." I said the tear I was trying to prevent coming down towards my chin. "If you were just a toy I wouldn't have stayed as long as I did. I love you Cinthya with all your imperfect perfections I love you. Your my skinny love and I wouldn't change that. But I don't want you to leave me. You're mine."Todos os Direitos Reservados
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