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she , the information broker of ketterdam ,
⠀⠀⠀⠀𝖆𝖟𝖍𝖆 “ 𝐳𝐡𝐢 „ 𝖎𝖍𝖊𝖏𝖎𝖗𝖎𝖐𝖆
the lady of lies & truths .
𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒚 who write & read.
the collector & keeper of the unofficial library
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@anodetodisarray < create a bit of distance. Despite the fact that she knew this wasn’t real, it very well could be, and she didn’t like it. How was she supposed to live from this moment on, knowing what had happened?
“I said no.”
If only her racing heart would get the point too.
@anodetodisarray The touches are enough to drive her mad— then again, who wouldn’t be? Aleksander knew just where to touch, how, and when. As if she was some kind of instrument he’d mastered playing long ago.
No.
Pushing at his chest, Alina finds herself needing to >
@anodetodisarray < No. Yes. Never. Maybe.
Feeling cold lips pressing against her temple, Alina's fingers curled around the fabric of his kefta, not wanting to let go of this moment yet.
"No."
@anodetodisarray Perhaps, if this was just a creation of her mind, then it wouldn't be as bad. It wasn't real, after all. Aleksander wasn't really here, she wasn't really in his arms, and she wasn't really contemplating letting him have her in this fever dream. >
@anodetodisarray < her thigh, Alina could feel her breathing picking up. A gasp escaped her when she was suddenly pulled closer, causing her hands to press against the flat of his chest- but she didn't push him away yet.
Instead, Alina's eyes drifted shut, this time >
@anodetodisarray Saints.
Alina tugged the blankets up higher, not liking how exposed she felt despite the layers of cloth separating them.
"What should I be asking then?" She asked, already regretting that question.
Suppressing the shiver that threatened to chase down >
@anodetodisarray No, Alina most certainly didn't think about the times they had spent together, how easily he had found his way into her heart, and how it still longed for him despite everything that had happened. How could she?
"I was," Alina answers, running a >
@shadowcrowned < Decisions needed to be made, trust needed to be gained, but all Alina seemed to be aware of anymore was how ℎ𝑖𝑠 mere presence caused the hair on the back of her neck to stand up.
@shadowcrowned < nothing more than to match it. Perhaps that was why he was here now, but she refused to give him the satisfaction of sharing that.
A quick glare was aimed at the source of her frustration before she tried to regain her focus on the planning at hand. >