How deeply you have fallen, my darling. You once wore the dress of a debutante, and now, you wear the Scarlet letter on your flesh. One stained with regret closes their eyes out of sorrow, not anticipation. In the darkness of her haven, she finds him again.
I enjoy fictional writing, and creating fantasies in my head. It's a dark place in there, and sometimes, I even scare myself.
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