champagne supernova//l.h.
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"Goddamn, you're beautiful," the gentle words spilled from his lips. But I didn't believe a thing.
"You're drunk, Hemmings." Maybe a little too harsh, but it was true.
"You're like a fucking champagne supernova. My god, I've never seen anyone shine so bright, Ava."
He didn't know what he was saying; not even a word. But lord, help me...because I can feel myself falling.
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