@CrossMemories <— blink of her fascinating brown eyes. Just then he smiled softly, “I don’t believe I caught your name.” He commented, his blue hues fixated on hers. A hand coming up to adjust his black tie over his suit.
“My name is Jasper Wright, What is your name M’lady?”
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It wasn’t easy,
Not for a single second.
The echo of his footsteps echoed throughout the halls of the empty abandoned hospital building. Torn down walls, empty beer cans sprawled across the floor, the faint smell of urine filled his nostrils.
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@CrossMemories <— inhuman beings that are a threat to humanity. Those who intentionally harm, or those who completely lost themselves like ravage beings.
Jasper snuck a glance toward the woman, watched as her dark auburn hair flowed in the wind, the way her long lashes fluttered with each —>
@CrossMemories <— like hers was definitely in heaven.
He noticed the woman seemed like she was on guard. From what exactly? He assumed some sort of danger that lurked in the shadows of the hospital. He wouldn’t be surprised, he had a few close calls with savage beings that were —>
@CrossMemories <— that fact that she wasn’t human, was oddly comforting. He wasn’t the only one who was immortal. That alone made him want to get to know this woman.
Jasper’s gaze softened and he faintly. “My name is Jasper. At your service M’lady.”
He kneeled down on one knee, one arm
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<— He ran towards the noise, a hope it was her.
“Maggie!” His deep voice bounced off the walls of the building.
He reached to the person, and gently tapped their shoulder.
“Maggie is that you?”
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It was the first time Jasper came to the hospital since she died those many decades ago. It left an ache in his heart that he believed would never truly heal.
It was then he heard another pair of footsteps across the hall, for a moment he thought it was her.
Maggie.
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