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komorebi

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INDEFINITELY ON HOLD ❀ 木漏れ日 | ko•mo•re•bi | : (n) sunlight that filters through the leaves of trees ʏᴏᴜ ᴍᴇᴀɴ ꜱᴏ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴛʜᴀɴ ʏᴏᴜ ʀᴇᴀʟɪᴢᴇ. At the tender age of ten, Camellia met her older brothers, whom she never knew existed. They were distant and guarded, carved from past shadows and unspoken rules. And she couldn't shake the feeling that she had stepped into a family she didn't belong in... and never would. FIRST DRAFT (3RD PERSON POV&SLOW BURN) COVER PICTURE IS NOT MINE (PINTEREST&CANVA) ENGLISH IS NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE BROTHERS & SISTER STORY
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Reverie

𝐆𝐈𝐔𝐋𝐈𝐀 𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐎, a young girl who's never known stability. Raised by a reckless, unstable mother, she spent her childhood caught between drug runs and police raids, ruining her right for a normal childhood. One night when her mother goes missing, Giulia's whole life changes... again. Will being under the guardianship of her new older brothers give her a chance at normalcy in her life or will they cause even more mess than before? Healing isn't easy and trust doesn't come free. ☆ ☆ ☆ As I lied there in the hospital bed with a pounding headache, practically suffocating me while barely conscious, I heard that familiar, raspy, deep, sleep deprived voice that I've recently come to find comfort in. "Nessuno oserà toccarti di nuovo senza perdere le mani, amore," they whispered. (No one will dare touch you again without losing their hands, love.) I felt two hands hold my face with a soft kiss on my forehead. Their rough and large hands a contrast to their gentleness. The comforter over me shuffled as the familiar person brought them up to my chin and tucked me in. "Riposati ora sei al sicuro, bambina," they murmured, stroking my hair. Before I knew it, simply the presence of them reassured me as I felt myself drift off again into a deep sleep. (Rest now, you're safe, baby). ☆ ☆ ☆ 𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄 (noun): a state of being pleasantly lost in one's thoughts; a daydream.

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