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Chapter Fifty: Earth tones
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2021-06-21 20:55:38Lyanna Stuart
Being with Tate feels secure, warm and muted.
My world begins to look a lot like in earth tones. It's not the most striking colors but it gives me peace. Tate became the one grounding me back when things get tough. Arthur was dead and Tte told me even he couldn't bring him back.
There was no other way but to move forward without the hope of seeing Arthur again.
Sure it's slow but it's progress and everyday, I start to be a little more okay and everything is okay. I just hope it stays that way. I lived in fear that whenever happy is happening to me right now, a great deal of pain is ahead.
It may sound gloomy but so far, that's how life was for me.
Soon after, my thoughts we cut off as Tate sneaks in from my window. I chuckled after seeing him with some tree branches hanging loosely on his black hair. I took i
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