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❛ AMBROSE

        wrist next to wrist,    he looked at the way his name was sprawled across her flesh,    an inky looking stain.     how long had it been since he’d even THOUGHT about his supposed other half ?     his soul had stopped aching for that sweet spiritual wholeness once he realised that it was unlikely to find him,      not for years and years.     that was the curse   (  and BLESSING   )   of a long life.     ‘   i’m sorry,    ‘    ambrose coughed,     hand moving to cover the name on his wrist,    drawing it back.   ‘   i’m sort of seeing someone.   ‘   /   @dangeress

                 𝐒𝐇𝐄’𝐃 𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐈𝐌! And… he didn’t want her. All the butterflies at the bottom of her stomach lay flat on their back and waited for her SINKING heart to end it all. Meanwhile, Daphne tried to pretend it was groovy, just groovy, no problem, but there was no harm in being friends, right? ❛ I’ll leave tomorrow.  She’d flown out to meet him… her soulmate; the one she’d been looking for. ❛ But I’d still like to get to know you. Is that so bad? 

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