Wolfs Right
When his hands stopped thrashing about in agony, Ar buried his forehead in a fragile palm, settling next to him and whispered softly:
“Lilya, Lilya,” he repeated like a windup, “my girl. My... I was looking for you, do you believe me? Really looking! I could not think that you were… What are you…” he swallowed a lot of words, restraining himself. - He is not a tenant ... - Thoughts rushed about, confused and mixed up. - Who was that? - asked the main question, tormented all the time.
He called himself Orchid. - Lily pulled her fingers out of the grip and hid the brush under the covers.
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