Wild Love
I lay the bed, sit on it, with Emily Henry's Happy Place in my hands, I ordered ten books few days ago, got here yesterday and I have being submerging myself into it, because it's better than thinking about Alex's lips on mine, full, bity, tempting.
I drop the book and cover my face in exsperation, because as alluring as this book is, there's something more alluring.
These past days, I have been practising, and it's simple things like floating a pen, creating a gust of wind. I am intrigued about myself, everything I discover I am, the magic, the hyper sensitive senses, I know when Alexandru is inside, I have mastered his scents, and it's intoxicating.
I get up from the bed, knowing he is not
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