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Rosaline
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Keep running Keep running Keep- "Run as much as you want, Rosaline!" He laughed, chasing after me as if it were all just a twisted game. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I repeat over and over again in my head as I continue running through the forest getting as far away from him as I can "Rosaline, wherever you go, wherever you hide, whoever you call, you will always end up back with me, even in death," he yells after me. As if on cue, my legs refuse to move any longer, and suddenly all I can do is rest. So, I fall into the rusted leaves, making them my peaceful bed. --------------------- COPYRIGHTS© All rights reserved. This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. Mature themes: This story contains physical abuse, mental abuse, mentions of rape, self-harm, and sadism. If any of these topics may affect you, I advise against reading this book.
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Here she is. I can see the slope of her spine through that thin shirt. She's made of angles I ache to smooth with a hand, but I'd use my lips if she asked. I brush her knuckles with mine. Her skin is cold, but she flips her palm for more contact. I lace our fingers. It's enough to make her look at me. As those kaleidoscopic eyes meet mine, I hold my breath. Then she sets her lips just under my jaw. It rips the air from my lungs. It's the softest thing I've ever felt. "What was that for," I breathe. She pulls back, lashes damp, and whispers, "You're the kind of person that should be kissed." 𝙝𝙪𝙧𝙩 𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚 𝙝𝙪𝙧𝙩 𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚 BOOK TWO C O N T A I N S : ❤︎ mature content ❤︎ romance & friendship ❤︎ yearning Copyright © 2021-present Laurel Montaze (immoralLaurel). This body of work (story, characters, ideas) is available exclusively on Wattpad. If you're viewing it on a different website/platform or under a different username, it has been illegally stolen. Please notify the original author. Cover art: me © All Rights Reserved

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