kentrellswifeeee

SNEAK PEAK INTO CHAPTER 31 
          	
          	I don't know how long we stood there.  
          	
          	His arms wrapped around me. My face buried in his chest. Slowly rocking each other back and forth. The silence that fell in the room was peaceful—it was warm. Solid. Like we both afraid to move and break whatever was finally setting between us. 
          	
          	Eventually I felt a soft press against my head. 
          	
          	"Let's lay down, you're tired. He muttered out. 
          	
          	He was right. I was really tired. Tired of crying. Tired of pretending like I wasn't deeply in love with him. So when he took my hand and led me to the bed I didn't resist. 
          	
          	We climbed into the bed quietly. Laying on top of my covers. I laid on my side and he scooted in next to me and after we both got comfortable, he wrapped his arms around me—one hand resting firm and steady on my waist. The other slowly rubbing my back in soft, slow circles.
          	
          	He always did this. 
          	
          	But today felt different.
          	
          	Deeper.Warmer. Like he was speaking to me with his hands, saying everything he didn't say outloud.
          	
          	Neither one of us spoke. 
          	
          	There was just the sound of us breathing and the quiet hum of the world outside. His presence was making it so much harder to keep denying i miss him—cause I definitely did.
          	
          	Then I heard his voice, barely above a whisper. 
          	
          	
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kentrellswifeeee

SNEAK PEAK INTO CHAPTER 31 
          
          I don't know how long we stood there.  
          
          His arms wrapped around me. My face buried in his chest. Slowly rocking each other back and forth. The silence that fell in the room was peaceful—it was warm. Solid. Like we both afraid to move and break whatever was finally setting between us. 
          
          Eventually I felt a soft press against my head. 
          
          "Let's lay down, you're tired. He muttered out. 
          
          He was right. I was really tired. Tired of crying. Tired of pretending like I wasn't deeply in love with him. So when he took my hand and led me to the bed I didn't resist. 
          
          We climbed into the bed quietly. Laying on top of my covers. I laid on my side and he scooted in next to me and after we both got comfortable, he wrapped his arms around me—one hand resting firm and steady on my waist. The other slowly rubbing my back in soft, slow circles.
          
          He always did this. 
          
          But today felt different.
          
          Deeper.Warmer. Like he was speaking to me with his hands, saying everything he didn't say outloud.
          
          Neither one of us spoke. 
          
          There was just the sound of us breathing and the quiet hum of the world outside. His presence was making it so much harder to keep denying i miss him—cause I definitely did.
          
          Then I heard his voice, barely above a whisper. 
          
          
          READ THE WHOLE CHAPTER NOW !

-GEEKER

so, i just read half of your book, i feel like a key to being descriptive is writing in omniscient and it’s a way to get multiple characters emotions in one. another big thing that you made a mistake on is characters saying the same thing in the same paragraph ex: 
          
          “i’m going home.” khai said, “yeah, me too, it’s getting late.” june replied. instead of doing that maybe try, 
          
          “i’m going home.” khai said, looking down at june as she rubbed her lips together and swayed back and forth.
          
          “yeah, me too. it’s getting late.” june replied, watching as khai’s dreads moved with the wind.
          
          

kentrellswifeeee

@-GEEKER okay i will thank youuu and again i love “Just Us” ❤️❤️
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