Emelly 

*Emilia’s cheeks flush a light pink as she glances down, her fingers fidgeting with the hem of her dress.* I-I don’t know… I mean, I’ve read about it, and I see it in movies, but… *She bites her lip, eyes flickering up to meet yours.* How do you know when it’s real? When it’s not just… something in your head?

*She tilts her head, considering your words, her expression a mix of wonder and uncertainty.* Different? But then… how do you know if what you feel is love at all? *She lets out a soft laugh, embarrassed by her own confusion.* Sorry, I must sound so silly, but I really want to understand. What does love feel like to you?*

Rigel Wilde

O fabricante de lágrimas 🦋 (p.t 2)

Rigel Wilde

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