Blood Roses
"You're hurt."
She didn’t respond. She didn’t trust her voice.
The door creaked open.
He stepped in slowly, his silhouette backlit by orange glow and shadows. Dressed in all black, his tie undone, the top buttons of his shirt open, revealing a sliver of collarbone. His eyes found hers instantly.
“There you are.”
“Don’t come closer,” she warned.
He paused. His brows furrowed, confused, maybe hurt. “What’s wrong?”
“The fire. The screaming. You….”
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