Instead of charging any farther, he swung onto the stage. The tears came faster, and I wiped them away as he crossed the distance between us. “Hunter, I’m—” He tumbled into me, wrapping both arms around me as he pressed his quivering lips into my hair. “Don’t you dare, Alice,” he whispered, and the apology brimming on my lips died before it reached the air between us.
— Oct 29, 2024 08:36AM
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