defythestars
She sat at the table, drinking her red wine. Wearing a white bonnet and a dress as yellow as a bee, she breathed in the spring air. In that moment, she realized she loved him.
He poured the the brandy in the empty glass, and passed it into her small hand. She knew that he would love her until the day he died. Yet for some reason, his touch was so cold. Grabbing her hand, she never felt so cheap.
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