Alexander Calliope
She felt so guilty to even have the mark, despite it not being her fault. The sadness that flowed in his voice and that was plastered on his face was something she never wanted to see. Despite how she felt, he deserved to see all of it. She turnt around, tucked her hair over her left shoulder and peeled her top up and over her head, keeping her chest covered. She stared at the wall in front of her for a moment in silence, She could feel his eyes travelling her scars like a road. She flinched at the feeling of his fingertips brushing over the marks and closed her eyes taking a deep breath. She nad never let anyone touch her, let alone her scar. She felt his fingers follow the scar down and he stopped as he reached the band of her shorts. He gently hooked his fingers under the elastic and
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