The silence wrapped around us like a cloak. He slowly raised my head, and I looked at him with hooded eyes. Gently, he brushed my hair away from my face and pulled me in for a soft kiss before withdrawing. The wetness swept through me as he left, leaving me aching and empty once again. I sighed.
He didn’t say a word. What was there to say? I knew the gut-wrenching feeling of what I had done would hit me in the morning. I looked away, waiting for him to leave, but instead, he pulled a chair in front of me and sat. I stared at him, taken aback, as his gaze held mine, unhurried, like he had all the time in the world. Once again, I was trapped in his eyes, locked in place.
There are many things in this world that are still a mystery to me. I have been writing since I was 15, on and off. I try to sustain myself financially while doing what I love, but to strive financially, I often lose the drive to write the stories I enjoy and love. It would be my great honor to share my world of fiction, fantasy, and romance with you all. So if you love the stories I write, any support will be appreciated. With All the love ~Violet
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