“Stop.” Indecision. Longing. Hope. Pain. Anger. Desire. The cocktail of it all saturates the air and is bared across her face, glistening in her eyes. A smattering of petite raindrops adorns her sleek hair like jewels, making her shine all the more like the treasure she is. I step closer and she allows it, sheltering us both under her umbrella as she gazes up at me. I press on. “No. I won't stop. I'll never stop.” “Why?” “Because you were made for me and I for you. And any female crafted from the ether to be my other half would have to be a strong and stubborn female to put up with me. Because
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