06-26-2018, 01:49 PM
[align=center][div style="text-align: justify; width: 45%; font-family: arial; font-size: 11pt; letter-spacing: -1px;"]Abella could still hear Leon's voice in her head. She could still feel his touch on her hands. This was something she would never share with anyone else in Griffingate, even if she trusted them. To Abella- love was painful. It was something you could quickly gain then you could lose it in a blink of an eye. Something that wasn't worth fighting for.
The short-haired woman had been leaning against a navy-colored building, her sharp eyes moving back and fourth behind all of the other citizens in front of her. It hadn't taken her very long to notice Mordecai. Suddenly interested on why he had his hand over his neck, she would follow him, matching his quick pace.
"Hey." Abella said. "You good?"
The short-haired woman had been leaning against a navy-colored building, her sharp eyes moving back and fourth behind all of the other citizens in front of her. It hadn't taken her very long to notice Mordecai. Suddenly interested on why he had his hand over his neck, she would follow him, matching his quick pace.
"Hey." Abella said. "You good?"