THE ALCHYMICAL GRANT
He loved her even in those moments. It meant more. If only-
Now she was gone. The only empty chair. Gone. He stared over his window.
No way. He couldn't. Too long criss-crossing the skin. Unnoticed.Undisturbed. A shark. Barely noticed. Pure solitude.
Alchymical Romance: Serial Killer Mix by Grant Watson. Check it out.
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