Love Me Like You'Re Losing Mind
Ch:1 Painted ghosts
Elowen
They stare at me. All twenty-two of them. Porcelain eyes, stitched lips, memories trapped in glaze.
August
You sell haunted dolls in a market by the sea. What did you expect? Applause?
Elowen
They’re not haunted. They’re... honest. Every one of them holds a feeling I couldn’t say out loud.
August
Then why did one bite me?
Elowen
You mocked her. She was grief in lace. And grief bites back.
August
So you threw a doll at me?
Elowen
You bled. She smiled. I think she likes you.
Elowen
And you’re still here
[Rainy Market – the moment after the doll hits him]
August
You threw a doll at me.
A doll.
Elowen
You called it creepy.
Creepy earns consequences
August (grinning through the pain)
August
You’re something else.
Elowen
You’re bleeding.
Don’t ruin my market spot.
August
Falling for you already.
Or maybe I just have a concussion.
Elowen
Same thing, really.
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