rough touch
21. Your muse attempts to shove away mine.
Rufio snarled, shaking his head. Anger and disbelief spread across his face, unable to face the truth in front of him. “You can’t be leaving! You swore you wanted to stay here!”
He planted his hands in her shoulders, shoving her backwards. He followed, pushing her again, anger making him almost irrational. “I can’t believe you’re doing this! Why are you leaving all of a sudden?”















