This argument grew from nowhere into an outrage. In my rage, I was blind to her, to the graceful parts of her heart. I assumed I was right when I had no reason to. The words she spoke with such intentioned purity triggered something inside of me that came from fear. The words that calmed her, scared me. The words that calmed me, scared her. We were opponents, suddenly blind to each other's good hearts and building walls instead of bridges.  
She stood up, and ran out. It all felt like a sudden daydream, her eyes looking back at me so glassy, so anxious, and I felt paralyzed. I put the drink on my mouth and finished it again. I heard the barkeeper coming back and ordered another one. I hated it when again, she had to think about if she still loved me.

Melea&Taylor. Two strangers on their way to a horrific crime learn to fall in love again.

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Metanoia - The Age of Innocence

"Love will not let your colors fade away." - Kavya Dixit 


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The hospital room was a concrete small one with a window with the perfect size for two lads to look out and take a look at the back of the property or the busy streets further up the sight. It had a stagnant smell, as if it had just been cleaned up, but could not be as we had been in here for an hour and the room had not been undergoing any cleaning since we had entered it. The bed-alike hospital seat was set low, the seats of which Sofia had occupied one of were set even lower. Derek bit his lip after the words coming out of my mouth, and an eye roll followed. 


He held a cool pack at his head while his leg was lifted up as the doctor just patched up the injury. 


Coruscate - CH. 23