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This war has torn families apart and now it has finally torn yours apart. Don't you want this war to end?
Ruby, After Night
After Night | Gwilym Lee
rating: story: mature. unprotected sex, very angsty, cheating. preview: 16+, just some cursing, insinuating cheating. word count: 167 pairing: Gwilym Lee x reader summary: He left. He broke your heart. But you share one more night together before you can never see each other again- before Gwilym gets married. A/N: surprise bitches (-; okay first and foremost, I do NOT condone cheating. I’ve been cheated on in every relationship and that shit is a type of pain that you never get over. but I love angst so ((: gotta do it for the vine. also, I do NOT think Gwilym would ever cheat, and I’m not saying he would because remember this is fanFICTION. don’t take it literally. this is a preview to this part of the anthology, please enjoy it and let me know what you think pls (: ━◦○◦━◦○◦━◦○◦━◦○◦━◦○◦━◦○◦━
Oh, Kit. How Trish wished it had just been a simple nightmare, able to be washed away by a few words and the next sunrise. For the past two weeks, Kit had been waking up screaming from the events of the raid. Every time, he would ask if Ajax was there but Trish could give him no other answer but the truth. The image of Ajax in his final moments, his mouth formed around Kit’s name, his eyes unseeing, never left her. She laced her fingers in his and he clutched them desperately, as if she was his lifeline to shore. “I see him when I close my eyes,” Kit wailed, “He walks towards me, telling me he will protect me. But when I reach for him, he dissolves into smoke and then there he is, bleeding on the ground.” Kit covered his face with his free hand. “I can’t make it stop.”
Trish squeezed his hand, wishing she could fold her arms around him and hold him, much like how Ajax used to when Kit was grieving for his parents. But Kit was pressed into the bed, his shoulders curling in, tears running tracts down his face. She used her other hand to rub his arms, telling him, I’m here, I’m here, I’m here.
--an excerpt from After Night
Famed DC Monuments Defaced After Night Of Protests
Famed DC Monuments Defaced After Night Of Protests
As protests swept the nation following the death of George Floyd in the custody of the Minneapolis Police Department last week, some of the most iconic monuments in Washington, D.C. were vandalized Saturday night.
The affected monuments, photos of which were posted in a tweet by the National Mall National Park Service (NPS), included the Lincoln Memorial, the World War II Memorial and the statue…
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We can't bring the dead back. We can only move on, because that is what they would want.
Ruby, After Night