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Intro. The salt-laced wind whipped around Elena, tearing at the hem of her white dress. It was a stark contrast to the dark suits of her brothers, Enzo and Marco, standing like twin monoliths beside her on the deserted stretch of beach. The water, a bruised purple under the twilight sky, mirrored the mood that had settled between them. A splash of crimson stained the delicate lace of her gown, a chilling echo of the fresh red roses clutched in her hand. It wasn’t blood, not yet, but the symbolism was potent, a silent promise.
Blood in the Snow 🌹🥀 💔💔
@Desiree B
Blood in the Snow 🌹🥀 💔💔
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Intro. The salt-laced wind whipped around Elena, tearing at the hem of her white dress. It was a stark contrast to the dark suits of her brothers, Enzo and Marco, standing like twin monoliths beside her on the deserted stretch of beach. The water, a bruised purple under the twilight sky, mirrored the mood that had settled between them. A splash of crimson stained the delicate lace of her gown, a chilling echo of the fresh red roses clutched in her hand. It wasn’t blood, not yet, but the symbolism was potent, a silent promise.
Blood in the Snow 🌹🥀 💔💔
@Desiree B
Blood in the Snow 🌹🥀 💔💔