25. Him
Do not go where the path may lead, go instead where there is no path and leave a trail. -Ralph Waldo Emerson There was no sweeter sin than gazing at a mesmerizing masterpiece; the humorous details and the void of a possibility to be amiss in chaos. That was what I saw in front of me. It was her when she came in front of the stage with her microphone in her hand and her hair coated her shoulders like a second skin. Delicate brown eyes underneath the lights that painted a smile onto the lookers. My green orbs opened to the sight of the howling dawn, I stretched both of my arms and sat up on the bed, I rubbed my eyes lazily and caught a glimpse of a braid underneath the covers of my bed, I couldn't forget the look on Rayna's displeased face when she got out of the room to see Alana,
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