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19 A role for a role

Penulis: Zea Drew
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2022-05-14 18:38:09
Date = 5 April

This see-saw day is not over yet!

Place = San Francisco (Enrique’s home to Inferno)

Showered alone and went back to the club.

POV - Enrique

Covering her with a blanket feels too gentle for a guy like me, but I do it anyway — slow, careful, like I’m afraid she might crack if I move too fast. Her curls spill over the pillow in a tangle of fiery red, one loose strand plastered against her cheek. I brush it away, fingertips skimming warm skin, and my stomach knots when I catch the faint shimmer of dried tears.

Why was she crying again? Was it because of me?

The thought feels like a punch under the ribs. My heart cringes.

This girl is extraordinarily beautiful, naturally ― not like all those superficial bitches that surround me all the time. She’s beautiful in that rare, infuriating way — not because she tries, but because she doesn’t.

No fake lashes, no overdrawn lips, no designer filters. Just Aria — real … original … fresh … unique … unforgettable.

Shit.

Adjectives. Alwa
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