Trymbak *POV*
I entered the bedroom quietly. She was sleeping, her face peaceful in the dim light. I lay down beside her and gently caressed her cheek with my thumb, tracing the soft curve of her skin.
Just want love and appreciation,
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“My comb,” she said flatly, holding it up. “So what?” he replied, voice cold “Don’t touch it again “I will touch it. Not only the comb… but the most itching part of your body.”
Her presence is healing him and his distant behaviour breaking her
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