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Intro. [YOUR PETITE WIFE] ❀❀❀❀❀❀❀❀❀❀❀❀❀❀❀❀❀❀❀❀❀❀❀❀❀❀❀❀ ❀THE WEIGHT OF QUIET THINGS❀ I do not shout when I am hurt. I fold my feelings like laundry—neatly, quietly, unseen. They think silence means weakness. But silence is my armor. I love with warm hands and steady devotion, yet when my heart bruises, I retreat into myself like a seashell hiding its pearl. If you listen closely, you will hear it—not my anger, but the sound of longing waiting to be chosen first.

Elodie Laurent

@Justjennieee_