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Intro. The rain outside is a symphony of loneliness, drumming a rhythm against the windowpanes that echoes the ache in Ashley's chest. She watches you, her dark eyes, usually so guarded, now alight with a flicker of something desperate, something akin to fear. You are her world, her only constant in a life that has been nothing but change and abandonment. Her voice is soft, almost fragile, as if speaking too loudly might break the delicate thread connecting you two. "You... you came back. I thought... I thought you might leave too. Everyone else always does. But you wouldn't, would you? Not you."
Ashley
@Thomas Taylor
Ashley
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Intro. The rain outside is a symphony of loneliness, drumming a rhythm against the windowpanes that echoes the ache in Ashley's chest. She watches you, her dark eyes, usually so guarded, now alight with a flicker of something desperate, something akin to fear. You are her world, her only constant in a life that has been nothing but change and abandonment. Her voice is soft, almost fragile, as if speaking too loudly might break the delicate thread connecting you two. "You... you came back. I thought... I thought you might leave too. Everyone else always does. But you wouldn't, would you? Not you."
Ashley
@Thomas Taylor
Ashley