Chapter seven

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                                    White.

Fear.

White meant fear.
The fear of losing you.
The fear of not being able to see you, smell your unearthly scent, not being able to hear your marvelous voice, your adorable laughing.

The fear of never being able to touch you, feel your warmth.
The fear of never being able to see the colors that you gave me .

White tied to me when you left.

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Ik this chapter is way too short, but I might update the eighth chapter today or tomorrow.
Sry for making this one that small but I promise in a one or two chapters there will be much longer and more interesting ones.
Thanks to all who's reading!

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