β βΊ @novaxmor ! β βΊ ππππ ππ π π‘πππ‘ππ.
the early morning light cascades through the window as he sits at the end of the bed, he doesn't dare glance back yet, he knows the moment he does, leaving becomes out of the question. β i should go. β but his words sound more that he's begging her to make him stay.












