Ember Crown
My skin peeled when she let go. There was a white mark shaped like my own palm, and it was already turning red at the edges.
I did not cry. I had learned not to.
End of Chapter 1
Stories contain mature romantic and sexual content. All characters are fictional adults.
LeaveMy skin peeled when she let go. There was a white mark shaped like my own palm, and it was already turning red at the edges.
I did not cry. I had learned not to.
End of Chapter 1
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