His Plumpy Mate
Those pupils that sent shivers down my spine the first time we met looked at me questioningly, the tears fell without restraint now, I let go, the exhaustion of carrying years of pain finally came knocking.
“Please.” I whimpered.
He gave me a bored look, but didn't move, “words princess,”
“Don't go.” I whispered, “please” my eyes have formed a waterfall now.
He raised his brows, but still remained standing staring at me, I forced myself to close the distance between us,
“I'm sorry, don't leave me.” I wailed.
His palms gently wiped the tears off my tears, “Princesses shouldn't cry.”
“Stop teasing” I grumbled, laughing and crying at the same time.