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NOT A PILLOWTALK

ADAIRA

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Gavrael and I didn’t leave his room till we both passed out in the wee hours of the night. I was wrapped up in his arms like that was where I was meant to be, and we fit together like we were made for each other. But I didn’t let myself dwell on it, I was too tired to fight it, and cuddling with him felt good. The chaotic energy that was always present underneath his skin and his essence even felt calmer as we stayed in bed together. But just before dawn, I woke up and decided to leave. The first time, the second I moved, he tightened his grip on me and I had to stay still till he settled back to sleep. The second time, I got out of the bed carefully, and thankfully, he was so exhausted that he didn’t realise I was leaving the bed. Or so I thought.

After realising that my shredded clothes were a lost cause, I tiptoed to his wardrobe to find something to wear. I could leave naked, but I didn’t want to. It was stupid and pathetic, but I wanted to take a piece of him with me whi
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