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،، . . ˖ ݁ 𝑎͟nd ᅠᅠ 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦𝑡𝘩𝑖𝑛𝑔 ᅠᅠ she’s ᅠᅠ ever ᅠᅠ loved ᅠᅠ had ᅠᅠ faded . ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀

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ㅤ 𝐄𝐈𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐅𝐀𝐃𝐄 𝐎𝐑 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐏𝐔𝐒𝐇 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇. ♱ ———— 𝙳𝙰𝚁𝙺 𝙽𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃𝚂.
i am the unreliable narrator of my own story.
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nursing a mug of coffee between dainty palms. baby boy’s still asleep and she’s by the window taking small sips.
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— watching her every move with an intensity that made her skin prickle just like when they were younger. she knew he was waiting for her reaction, waiting for her to acknowledge the elephant in the room. with deft fingers, she tweezed the end of the splinter, grasping it —
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— carefully then took a deep breath, steeling herself for what she was about to do. she never liked causing him pain, not even after what happened. not even in the smallest things. “brace yourself, yes? hold the bed just a tad tighter.” and yet.. a taunting note of her —
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— observation prior, with a quick sharp tug, she pulled the offending piece of wood from his palm.
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evaline’s breath hitched slightly as Gwydion's hand brushed against hers, his skin warm and familiar even through the blood-soaked bandage. she told herself it was just a reflex, just the natural response to an unexpected touch. it didn't mean anything. It couldn't mean —
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— particularly hard thing to do. Gwydion can’t remember a time that he didn’t crave her. Since the moment they met, he was a goner.
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— a word. and now, here he was, sitting before her with a splinter in his hand and a stupid infamous smirk on his face, acting as if no time had passed at all. eva bit her lower lip, focusing on the task at hand professionally. she could feel Gwydion's warm eyes on her, —
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— hike they had taken together. she had nursed him back to health with gentle touches and whispered words, pouring all her love and devotion into every ministration. but that was before. before he had shattered her heart into a million pieces, before he had disappeared without —
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— splinter embedded deep in his palm. yet her mind wandered, traitorous thoughts of the past creeping in unbidden. she could still remember the last time she had touched him like this, the last time she had tended to his wounds. It had been a silly accident, a scrape from a —
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— anything, not after everything that had happened between them. still, she couldn't help but linger for a moment, her daintier fingers grazing gently over his as she carefully peeled away the stained gauze. she tried to focus on the task at hand, on the angry red line of the —
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𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙵𝚒𝚛𝚎 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚕 ⠀⠀ ✗ — an independent portrayal of stella oleson form 30 days of night. mdni. mature & dark content & themes ahead. descriptive but dyslexic. a #Ⴝᴋᴇᴛᴄʜᴇs account. ↻ + ♡? ⠀⠀
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i have fallen in love with you once, i am prone to fall for you again.
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⠀⠀ ( @maskcdpurity . )
i deserve your hatred... i don't mind if you hate me.
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⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ 𝐄𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐡 ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ 𝐷𝑎𝑟𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ @maskcdpurity He foolishly left her behind once, and that broke him. A mistake he’ll never make again. His heart is forever hers. ⠀⠀
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𝙵𝚒𝚛𝚎 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝙾𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚘𝚗 ⠀⠀ ✗ — temporary pin for an independent portrayal of stella oleson form 30 days of night. mdni. mature & dark content & themes a head. descriptive but dyslexic. a #Ⴝᴋᴇᴛᴄʜᴇs account. ↻ + ♡? ⠀⠀
i am tired of explaining the fire. it burns because it must.
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evaline’s azure hues narrowed at Gwydion's flippant remark, her professional demeanor slipping for just a moment. he’s always been like this.. a nostalgic taste on her tongue. a ghost of a smirk tugged at the corner of her mouth, but it was gone as quickly as it had appeared. —
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— palm. Only deeper now because of his mindlessly grasp of the bed. ⠀⠀“Think I’ll live?” He joked without hesitation. It was his natural instinct to lighten the mood, or at least attempt to.
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— after all. besides, she wasn't sure she wanted to feel his skin against hers, wasn't sure she could handle the rush of memories it might bring. her eyes lifted to meet his deep brown ones, challenging him to refuse her request. to tell her he’ll remove it. the air between —
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— them was charged, heavy with unspoken words and buried emotions. she waited, her hand still outstretched, for him to make the first move.
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