appearances could be deceiving. that formidable statement had turned into a CONSTANT state of some whacked out vertigo —- && oh, the TREACHEROUS ARRAY it served; as a supplement within a heavenly, yet all the more a distorted figure.
despite the fact maria deemed her wishes VASTLY UNIMPORTANT long ago ( in which was something a woman such as her should never have to by any means, according to her mother. ) , there was one that kept finding its way back to her as if some BEACON OF MINUSCULE HOPE ever since her null and void infidelities with thomas began : for the slate to be clean. and permanently, at that.
———- neither of them were saints. && she’d loved in SHADES OF WRONG ; and learned to live with the pain. a mosaic broken heart. —- yet all the same to say one maria reynolds was merely grateful for one THOMAS JEFFERSON would be a form of an understatement.
where james painted her skies blue then went back && turned them a shade of grey, thomas did the complete opposite —- he blocked the noise with the sound of i need you, and for the first time … she had something to LOSE.
&& if she were to be honest about it, maria felt nothing short of ABRUPT EUPHORIC BLISS amidst regards to the politician’s return. during the time, the woman TRULY BELIEVED that thomas wouldn’t return to her … nevertheless, it could be said this had been due to the ways her scoundrel of a husband acted relentlessly time and time again.
❛ you are known for being q u i t e unpredictable , in case it HADN’T been brought to your attention before ! ❜ the woman teased in return, a brief sound of amusement sounding from her as well, while a hand of hers delicately rested against the virginian’s own. ❛ you’re too kind, s i r. ❜ lacing her fragile digits within the spaces between thomas’, maria led him inside. ❛ —- we’re SAFE for now. ❜
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