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This girl might be the death of me. Literally.
Watching him fight is like watching a dancer, one who feels the music in their soul, their very bones.
And now I forever want her name on my lips and rolling off my tongue until I’m drunk on the taste and sound of it.
Her eyes find mine, sparkling like a body of water in the firelight.
If I am to be her enemy, I want it to be because she loathes herself for wanting me.
“I never wanted this. Never wanted to be what I am today. But monsters are made, not born.
Walking on a sharp blade and hoping I don’t get cut. Playing with fire and hoping I don’t get burned. Swimming in a dangerous current and hoping I don’t drown.
She’s so stunning, yet so stubbornly oblivious to how the sunset behind dulls in comparison to the vibrance that is her.
She feels so familiar in my arms, and I drink in every detail, memorize every movement.
We’re swallowed in darkness, mere shadows in the flickering firelight.
“Darling, I doubt that the sight of someone dying would affect me as much as you do alive and well.”
Not until I looked into a pair of ocean-blue eyes and realized that perhaps drowning was a beautiful thing. Not until I looked into a pair of fiery blue eyes and realized that perhaps burning was a painless thing. Not until I looked into a pair of sky-blue eyes and realized that perhaps falling was a peaceful thing.
My masks are still at the ready, my walls still in place, but she is slowly breaking down both my facades and fortresses.
I’m shocked he didn’t feel Sadie’s power creeping up on us, but I suppose I can’t blame him, considering how distracted I am with his hands on me, his words with underlying meanings, my hammering heartbeat when he gets too close.
“Vicious little thing.”
“Please, Pae.” A shiver runs down my spine at the caress that is his voice. “That seems to be a foreign word to you, Prince.” “Thanks to you, I have a feeling I’m going to grow very familiar with it. Few have the power to make me plead.”
“Who needs a pillow when I have you?”
“Sweet dreams, Pae.”
“Sweet dreams, Kai.”
“I told you I was a fool for you, and it seems I was right.” His laugh is biting. “I’m a fool when it comes to you.”
“Maybe when I rid myself of you, I’ll find my courage.
“Run, Paedyn. Because when I catch you, I will not miss. I will not falter. I will not make the mistake of feeling for you.”
“A forget-me-not, since you always seem to be forgetting who I am.”
“I don’t give a damn if you forget who I am in title, so long as you remember who I am to you.”
