womanbelievedinlove: ‘Promise me one thing’ he whispered, leaning in so I could smell the scent of his hair ‘You’ll never become so angry and bitter that the magic pulsing through your veins fades and you truly forget how you feel. Please keep
womanbelievedinlove: ‘Promise me one thing’ he whispered, leaning in so I could smell the scent of his hair ‘You’ll never become so angry and bitter that the magic pulsing through your veins fades and you truly forget how you feel. Please keep
