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2020-07-17 23:33:53Ophelia couldn't concentrate on her song. He wasn't here. Why wasn't he here? Did he have to work?
He didn't say he had to work. He never worked. Well he did, but it was never when she was on stage.
Where was he? Did she scare him?
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So she sang. Feeling a little empty. Her mind was racing. He had become so important to her in so little time.Behind the glass, on that stage, watching over his patrons like some kind of guardian angel.But he wasn't here.
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Adrian held her from behind, tenderly gripping one of her breast his lips resting on her shoulder."I want to buy you something," he whispered, dragging his hands across her throat gently, "Beautiful to put here. Something that shines like you."She smiled, her lashes kissing her cheeks.
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Ophelia's phone rang.She picked it up. "Yes?""Little song bird? Do you need me to pick you up?" Hades said softly.
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Ophelia blinked. She sat up.A man with long dark hair had his head in her lap, her hand in his.She wriggled out of his grasp, and he sat up.
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Adrian smiled as she slept. She'd been talking to him, and narrowly escaped getting hit by a bus.But in jumping out of the way of the bus, she hit her head very hard on the asphalt. The doctors said it was most likely temporary, that she was just in shock.He smoothed her hair back. She blinked opening her eyes.
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Ophelia watched as Hades paced on the phone multiple times."No, I'm not sure when it occurred. My fiancée and I just got home and it's in ashes." He sighed.Ophelia sighed, making Hades pause and come over to inspect her. He looked her over.
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Hades went to work the next morning, as if nothing happened. People brought him food, and letters, and cards and many words of sorrow.He still hadn't felt anything about his fathers death. It was just a fact now. His father, was dead.That was it. Ophelia went to work. That was what was on his mind. He didn't re
