Rosewater and Mint
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MatureOngoing9m
Last published Wed, Aug 12, 2020
"Rosewater and mint...
But he knows it's my favorite...
It reminds me of home..."
*Cover art by me
TW: Abuse scene in 2 chapter '6 Days Earlier'
TW: Abuse and self hate scene in chapter 3 '5 Days Earlier'
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