lamb of the slaughter.
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lamb of the slaughter.
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⠀⠀⠀ ᅠ the ⠀⠀⠀ ﹕ ⠀⠀⠀fruits ⠀⠀⠀ … ⠀⠀⠀ *of ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ my ⠀⠀⠀ labour https://t.co/JAWgJPv9LV

she feels like she’s being watched, but doesn’t pay attention to her gut. perhaps she was getting paranoid.

she is taking a walk in the forest alone ; she needs to refresh her mind.

“…that’s a heavy thing to carry,” he said after a moment, voice low and even. no judgment in it. no softness pretending to fix it either. “but you survived it.”

cali’s brows lifted immediately at that, a loud laugh escaping her before she can stop it. “oh, my god.” one hand came up to cover part of her face dramatically while she looked at vivica in disbelief. “see, this is exactly the […]

seth remained quiet for a moment. thoughtful. “i’ve closed my eyes for horrible things my brother has done and covered for him.” his thumb brushed against her cheek. “there,” he murmured. “your turn, sweetheart.”

“legally? robbery. assault. kidnapping. enough stolen cars to start a dealership.” a small pause. “morally..” his eyes drifted toward the dark ceiling. “that list’s probably longer.” then he looked back down at her, studying her expression […]

cali stared at vivica for a long second while dolly happily crunched the apple beside them. “..see, this is exactly why i can’t leave you alone for five minutes.” a disbelieving laugh slipped past her lips as she shook her head. […]

fingers brushed lazily against her soft hair as she rested against his chest. “depends,” he murmured, his breathing calm. “you askin’ legally or morally?”

seth fixed his posture, back leaning against the bed frame in sitting position. dark eyes stayed on hers while her lips brushed beneath his ear, his hand resting low against her side like he was keeping her there without force. […]

cali snorted softly at that, shaking her head while dolly immediately leaned into vivica’s hand for attention. “oh, great. now you’ve got her charmed too.” her expression turned a little more serious. “hey, i saw you with seth gecko […]

seth let that sink in the silence for a moment; he licked his lips. “perhaps that’s exactly what i like about you.” he’d murmur in a low, dry whisper, more to himself than to her.



