She hid her face behind the veil; her hands trembling
holding onto the lace edges. As he moved his hand towards her face, she
cringed, making a sound like a hurt pup. “It’s ok, it’s just me” he said showing
her the bolt on the door. Thank you, she murmured lifting the veil revealing
scars.
About Me
- Aarti
- Am a contradiction of sorts. i love going out and having a good time with friends, and i can also stay home chill out over a book or a movie.. Am very passionate about writing, so give me a topic and watch me float away into wonderland... I Am crazy about music,books,friends and my doggie... :)
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