Mirabella sat cross-legged on the living room couch, sketchbook in her lap. Her pencil moved lightly over the paper—lines forming the vague shape of a wolf—sharp, lonely eyes, surrounded by thorns. Iris lay lazily beside her, its eyes half-closed, tail flicking gently as if swaying with the hush of the night
Mirabella Rensford
where is he? it's the time he normally would be back… * looking at the door *
Evangeline Lombardi/ Lopez[Fl]
*Tip of her pencil paused. Her gaze lingered on the entrance, heart quickening with each passing second. She wasn’t worried… no. Not worried. She just didn’t like waiting*
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prachi
it's confusing what will happen in future Killian or him???
2025-04-07
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