Rose's Thorns
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Last published Fri, Oct 26, 2018
She reached to caress his cheek. She can feel stubble in his face, telltale signs that something's bothering him for him not to notice the slowly growing beard he has on his face. He's stressed. And she's worried. It's either something about his job or-."Why are you frowning?" Markus asked her with a frown slowly forming in his own face. "Nothing." she smiles, "You know me." She gracefully rises up from her resting position and opted to sit on her lover's lap facing him and snucked her head on his neck. In return, Markus' hugged her and placed his head on her shoulder. She inhaled his scent and sighed, savoring the remaining time they have left. "Je t'aime", she muttered beside his hear and kissed his neck. Markus' hugged her tighter and sighed,"So much my love. So much."
She wished they never parted when the sun rested and the moon shone upon them. She shouldn't have fallen asleep, then maybe she was given the chance to beg. Beg at her father to spare her lover from a mission she knew would last for months or maybe even years. Beg at Markus to stay. To escape the life she never wanted.
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