[Her eyes break from his to look down at the paper.
The how long doesn't really matter. She doesn't need to know that to know that it was drawn during their times of hardship. The times when she did spit poison in his face and would rather have seen him at the bottom of the ocean than in front of her.
And yet, even then, when she'd screamed at him time and time again to leave her alone, he still...
She's at a complete loss for words now, and her heart races too fast that she doesn't think she can even find her voice through it.
So, all she does is lower it, step forward, and crashes her mouth to his.]
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The how long doesn't really matter. She doesn't need to know that to know that it was drawn during their times of hardship. The times when she did spit poison in his face and would rather have seen him at the bottom of the ocean than in front of her.
And yet, even then, when she'd screamed at him time and time again to leave her alone, he still...
She's at a complete loss for words now, and her heart races too fast that she doesn't think she can even find her voice through it.
So, all she does is lower it, step forward, and crashes her mouth to his.]