i gently tuck a strand of hair behind her ear. a strand that is shadowed, not silver. “you promised to be my undoing,” I murmur, lowering my head close enough to hear her sharp intake of breath. “so, prove it”
PEOPLE WE HAVE MADE IT I REPEAT WE HAVE MADE IT 🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️
— Jul 02, 2024 09:26AM
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