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The hermit – part 2

  Her black nails contrasted with the bright white bathroom sink porcelain. She rubbed the soap frantically on her palms, and the scented foam dripped from her shaking fingers. Her hands were long clean, but she couldn’t just turn off the water and go on with the rest of her day. This was ridiculous. She…… Continue reading The hermit – part 2

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via Daily Prompt: Control If you knew, the control behind these tied hands of mine… * Keeping a straight face at all times. Preserving you from the Mayhem. * You couldn’t stand the tide of my full throttle love.