Cerin nearly flinched away from Merrin's touch, tolerating the coldness that was the blonde's lips before turning away, uncomfortable. Awkward. Wrong. All the things that together, they should not have been, nor had ever been before. Quiet grace, understanding, beauty, yes, all of it. But, for the entirety of their misdeeds, not wrong. No, Cerin
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And how I miss Merrin. I never even speak to her online now..and I wish I could more..
I miss you both so much.
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