Comfort
Rey Winter's warm hands enveloped mine, compelling me to loosen up under her touch. One glimpse at the man standing at the door had made me want to go ballistic, yet, I had kept my calm because of Winter- I didn't want her seeing my aggressive side, also my mom as she was pleading with me to leave with her eyes. I had so much wanted to wipe the smirk out of his face for even glimpsing at her. I gazed at Winter who had been tight-lipped since the ride from home. The expression registered on her face was one of surprise despite the reassuring hand she placed on me. “You look shaken,” I murmured as her hands left mine, making me feel the warmth I felt before evaporating. “I'm okay, just surprised to see someone that looks so much like you but older.” She shrugged. Another reminder o
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