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Exposition double, premier essai
Gdy zostajesz sam, a twój świat rozpada się na kawałki, zaczynasz walczyć. Walczyć o życie. Walczyć o przetrwanie. Walczyć, by bronić tego, co ci zostało.
Adriana Locke
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Brice reached over and caressed his lover’s cheek, reveling in the sensations of his soft fur beneath his hands.
“Brice,” Sonic stated coldly, turning is head away from the other’s hand. “We can’t do this anymore, you know that.”
“I know that I love you,” Brice countered, stepping forward with desperate hope in his wide, tear-filled eyes. “I know that we’re meant to be together, and that the world would be so damn bleak without you with me.”
“You can’t love me,” Sonic claimed, glaring at Brice with false spite. “And I don’t particularly care that you want me to be with you. I don’t love you.”
“You don’t mean that, my love,” Brice insisted, holding back warm tears that had begun to sting in his eyes.
“I mean it. And I am not your love,” Sonic spat, stepping back from Brice and staring at him in a mix of determination and detached guilt. “I don’t love you, Brice. I don’t think I ever did. Not when we met, not when we were together, not on those long summer nights we spent together, not when you proposed.... I can’t marry you. And it’s not me. It’s you. Goodbye, Brice.”
@bunny-yams
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Maureen Johnson
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