That scent she threw off was not anything by Chanel. Unless they’d recently added a Tragedy line.
J.R. WardTag: humor blackdagger-brotherhood
God, I miss you,” he said in a voice that cracked. “Every night. Every day…
J.R. WardTag: tohrment blackdagger-brotherhood
I am barren of words my female. For no sounds from my mouth are worthy of your hearing.
J.R. WardEvery night I went into Hannah's room and sat with her stuff. The thing I couldn't get was how her clothes and her books and her drawings were still there, but she wasn't. It just didn't compute. Her room was a like a car without an engine, everything where it should be, except all it was was potential. None of it was going to get used again.
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