We use cookies
When you visit our website, if you give your consent, we will use cookies to allow us to collect data for aggregated statistics to improve our service and remember your choice for future visits. Cookie Policy & Privacy Policy
Dear Reader, we use the permissions associated with cookies to keep our website running smoothly and to provide you with personalized content that better meets your needs and ensure the best reading experience. At any time, you can change your permissions for the cookie settings below.
If you would like to learn more about our Cookie, you can click on Privacy Policy.
Your cookies settings
Strictly cookie settingsAlways Active
VI - Rising Dawn Part 2
I was wrapped in a tight red dress. Four-inch stilettos were on my feet. Another man's coat was slung over my shoulders. How do I explain those shits to my boyfriend? "It's... It's not what it looks like, Michael. I can explain." Ah, classic. Before I could stop them, the words were out of my lips. I knew I sounded like a lying b***h, but hey, it's the truth. I did not do anything wrong to Michael, or to our crumbling relationship, but it felt like I did. My palms were sweaty. Despite the chill of the recently-rained down city, I was sweating buckets. My eyes were wide and my lips were trembling. I was sure I was a mess, but Michael just stood there, unmoving, like a cold statue of an Angel. The silence that came from Angel boy was deafening. He just stared at me, his eyes like
- Writer
- chap_listContents
- likeADD