~Noelle~
I pull on the sweater, god it smells like him. It's more than six times my size, and I'm lovind every minute of being swallowed by it. I can't believe he had me naked and he didn't even peak, or you know, feel something. Uncomfortable is still better than nothing.
I sat on the front porch next to Lynx, she'd brought me something to eat and drink. The wedding, to my dear surprise was not cancelled.
"What are they doing?" I inquired. Seeing the numerous amount of people headed out way with chairs, coolers, and other items.
Lynx leaned into my side, she rubbed her eyes and Dante stroked her hair. The sweet girl thought I was the one who got hurt. I did catch a look at my reflection, I look sick. Paler than my normal skintone. My lips are dry and chaped.
And I don't want to have this wedding.
