Third person POV
Joseph clutched Hannah around the waist as she reared up, placing her hands on either side of his temples. Surprised, he looked at her naked form shining gold to his eyes, red hair tumbling around her in waves. To him, she looked every bit the goddess she was meant to be.
“Remember Joseph.” Hannah whispered in a hauntingly echoing voice. “Remember all that we had, all that wanted and all that we could have been. Remember us…Remember me.”
And then she passed out on top of him as image after image flashed against his eyes. It was like someone had unlocked a door and everything was spilling out. The young man clutched the slight form of his lover close to him as everything finally fell into place.
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Waking up to a new pain between her legs and sore th
