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December 20 - December 20, 2023
I understand his worry and why he’s overly paranoid. Two and a half years ago, that horrible accident didn’t just take all my memories of my life and the people I love and care about. It also claimed my mother’s life and left me in a coma for six months.
“Sorry, Printsessa, maybe it’s best if you don’t try to remember me. I’m not here to save you this time. And there’s no one who can save you from me.”
“You can leave now, Raphael,” Lucca replies. “And if you touch her like that again, I’ll kill you. Rest assured, I will end you.”
Something sinister that’s locked and lost in my mind. Even though I freaked out and froze up, the blood and death felt familiar to me, too, just like my father’s cruelty.
“Right and wrong are shades of gray that people manipulate to take whatever form they want. This is mine.”
“Don’t let me spell it out for you. I like to fuck bareback, so I need you clean and on birth control.”
Today is my birthday. The boy of my dreams gave me this rose and my first kiss. I never want to forget today for as long as I live.
The night my family were killed, I’d left them to give a girl a rose from my mother’s garden and a kiss. It was Aria’s birthday. That was the main reason I went. She didn’t know I was saying goodbye, though.
She takes me back to being the boy I once was before the darkness took me, and she was my light.
“Thank you for saving me,” I say. “You don’t have to thank me for that.” “I do, Peter Pan.” He smiles at that. “Then kiss me, Wendy.”

