CTTO of the photo I used in my book cover.
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Hands, hands.. I still feel them roughly rubbing and tugging off my clothes like snakes hungry to devour. Get away, get away!
Please I promise I will be good.
J-just stop.
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"What do you want Rose!" Exclaimed Mike, his anger surfacing his face. Rose, eyes as cold as the snow falling around them, kept her eyes straight onto Mike's.
"Say something goddamnit" The words felt like it was as if something in him threatened to pour, he never understood how easy it was for her to break down the walls he had built, but was too hard for him to get through hers. She was a fortress.
"I love you" The familiar voice echoed and tingled in Mike's ears, Rose kept still, hands in her pockets.
"W-what?" Mike finally spoke, the cold long forgotten. "I love you, that's why you have to get away from me Mike" Rose pleaded. The look of sadness broke her pretentious demeanor, she always have been good in hiding but there was something in Mike that she grew to crave, and for the first time in a long time, she wanted to get out of her own dungeon of lies.
"What if I don't want to" Mike said.
"Then I will be the one who'll go"