Jace sits in his cabin, tapping his pen against the desk as he glares at the glass wall separating him from Elena. There she is—his wife, his love, his personal addiction—sitting at her desk, flipping through files, typing on her laptop, completely immersed in work. And worst of all? She hasn't glanced at him. Not even once.
Jace Bennett (ML)
(internally) Unbelievable. Five hours ago, this woman was wrapped around me, begging me not to stop, looking at me like I was her entire world. And now? Now she’s pretending I don’t exist?
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❤︎the innocent soul❤︎
lovesick puppy
2025-04-01
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