“Do not fall in love with people like me.
I will take you to museums, and parks,
and monuments, and kiss you in every beautiful place,
so that you can never go back to them without tasting me like blood in your mouth.
I will destroy you in the most beautiful way possible.
And when I leave you will finally understand,
why storms are named after people.”
― Caitlyn Siehl, Literary Sexts: A Collection of Short & Sexy Love Poems
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Jeremy menekan tombol lift menuju ke lantai empat puluh tujuh. Pria itu merogoh sakunya dan mengeluarkan ponselnya lalu menekan beberapa nomor untuk menelepon seseorang.
“Halo ? Mr. Thunder ?”
“Ya.”
“Baiklah. Aku baru saja akan menemuinya untuk menghadap.”
“Sampai jumpa…” Jeremy mematikan teleponnya.
Lift berhenti tepat di lanta
