“And yet you read those romance novels from the library? I’m surprised!”
Her love for the macabre is another charming little facet on the many-planed jewel of her soul - there’s nothing about her that’s simple or shallow or easily assumed. Every time he looks deeply into her, he sees something entirely new reflected out.
Together they walked out, his arm about her shoulder, in no hurry at all because why hurry when he has the chance to walk by her? Even the most mundane of action glows with a new contentment with her under his arm.
“I feel for you far too fast.” He says simply, because it feels so right to do so. “so fast I was in denial - I’ve never been one for sudden crushes. But you, my Annie, you’ve made this torture worthwhile. I’d rather be in Hell with you than back on earth having never known you.”
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“And yet you read those romance novels from the library? I’m surprised!”
Her love for the macabre is another charming little facet on the many-planed jewel of her soul - there’s nothing about her that’s simple or shallow or easily assumed. Every time he looks deeply into her, he sees something entirely new reflected out.
Together they walked out, his arm about her shoulder, in no hurry at all because why hurry when he has the chance to walk by her? Even the most mundane of action glows with a new contentment with her under his arm.
“I feel for you far too fast.” He says simply, because it feels so right to do so. “so fast I was in denial - I’ve never been one for sudden crushes. But you, my Annie, you’ve made this torture worthwhile. I’d rather be in Hell with you than back on earth having never known you.”