She twisted the ring on her finger, when she craved to go back to nights that made her feel eternally alive. The ring reminded her the past was truly dead, it couldn’t come back to hurt you if you bury it as deep enough and for years she had worked so hard to fill up the cemetery with her past. Sometimes she was weak and her heart would beat a little faster when she thought of him, his touch, his words and his rare smile. “Make my day and dance with me?”A soft chuckle, “is that the best line you’ve got?” “It is from being brain dead after staring at this beauty for a long time.” He spoke with his eyes.A young girl’s naive blush, “that’s creepy.”“I’d be creepy as much as you need if it makes you light up like the sun.”Words. He never lacked the words. She kept twisting the ring on her fourth, left finger, she belonged to another, her head knew that, her heart just had to catch up. Collins was a good man and he’d accepted every baggage she brought with her, the least she could do
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