Fatal Infatuation
Before I can finish, my back collides with the side of some metallic object, which instantly causes me to turn around quickly, causing me to knock-over the tray filled with plates of strawberry Zabaglione, sending them flying over the floor, landing with a loud crash as the glass-wares smash on the ground along with the dessert.
OH MY GOD!
The maid gasps with horror as she squats down to clean the mess and I’m left shaking.
Without another word, I dash away from the mess I created with fat tears rolling down my eyes and distinctively hear Blaze calling out my name.
I ruined everything!
A/N - I swear I feel so bad for Phoebe...
What do think about our dearest Lucia? And of course about Brayde
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