Soft golden morning light creeps through the curtains. Ethan lies on his side, propped on one arm, watching her as she stirs in his shirt... her frame drowning in the fabric, skin kissed with faint bruises and marks from the night before.
Ethan Chris [MALE LEAD]
(voice low, rasped with sleep)
Ethan Chris [MALE LEAD]
You always look like you're fighting ghosts.
Even in your sleep.
Elysian Chris [FEMALE LEAD]
(eyes still closed, murmuring)
And you look like you're always ready to slay them...
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