Ada's dominant hand unhitched the affectionate chain both had captivated before, and drifted onward to position itself just below Leon's left shoulder-blade...perhaps inches away from where psychotic Annette had shot him.
Ms. Wong as well released a shaken sigh, and reluctantly cocked her ebony head upward: meeting his piercing, cobalt glare.
She hurt within...He loved her, she loved him, and the pain of confidentiality/hatred only intensified.
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Date: 2005-10-28 09:24 pm (UTC)Ms. Wong as well released a shaken sigh, and reluctantly cocked her ebony head upward: meeting his piercing, cobalt glare.
She hurt within...He loved her, she loved him, and the pain of confidentiality/hatred only intensified.
"I-..."
"I'm sorry."