Sunfall
Her hair is long, curly, and brown, and she’s sporting a black sweater dress and ankle boots.
I’m overwhelmed because Seth smells good, his cologne is so wonderful, but I can feel the murderous gaze of his mother on me.
“Amazing,” she said quietly.
“What’s amazing,” I asked.
“That you’re alive. We all assumed you were dead because of your family’s...curse...”
“If I am cursed then why allow your son to have me,” I mumbled.
A gasp comes from the crowd.
I rolled my eyes, it was not that serious, but Seth’s mother does not take the slight kindly.
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