My eyes search his, and it... «Paint It All Red»
goldfish1926 октября 2023My eyes search his, and it finally dawns on me. “It was you who shot Christopher,” I whisper in shock.
“That was my message to you,” he goes on. “Didn’t realize it’d take them so long to find the body.”
I shiver in his arms, realizing how fucked up this token of love would be to the rest of the world. But to me, roses and poems can’t compare.
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