POV:Laurel

"Did I do all this?".he asks.his eyes held so much pain and hurt.self loathing.

"You don't remember?".I search his eyes.

"I don't remember much.just bits.am so sorry I hurt you".he said.sounding so rejected and sad.

"You didn't hurt me.i enjoyed everything you did last night".when he continued to stare at me In doubt,so I continue.

"No, I'm not lying".I crawled to him. I reached for his palm lying on the bed, bringing it to my lips to drop a tender kiss on his beautiful fingers.relief washed over him but he still looked lost and sad.

"I loved everything you did yesterday.i don't regret it."..I say staring down at the marks on my body. I can't find it in me to be sad about what happened yesterday night.i loved every bit of it and I don't give a flying fuck about the Marks I got in return.infact I shall wear them with pride.i shall wear his mark with pride." But you were acting different yesterday.i don't understand why you were that way.what happened to you".

"My mama is dead."

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