"i had hoped you'd come to me last night, rose" continued

Jan 05, 2004 21:04

She woke up the next morning satisfied, warm, safe, and completely contented. She held his rough hands against her chest as she rolled over and realized that the man staring at her, the man who's arms she was lying in was certainly not her fiancee, but her first love. The strangest bit about this whole situation was that she did not feel one ( Read more... )

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mysuperpowers January 19 2004, 16:46:39 UTC
abby. you wore my dress to snowball. thought you ought to know.

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