Prologue

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Arabella's P.O.V.

I remember how we first met. You were sitting there in the snow shivering, waiting for something, or someone. I had had a bit of food left from my lunch and offered it to you. You stared at me with those bright big blue eyes of yours. Snatched it from my hand, and devoured it. I mean who knew how long you were out there for.

"Come. You can stay with me for the night. It's cold outside. Almost freezing." I choke out tears building up. This. This small creature reminding me of him. No. Arabella do not think of him. He's just a long memory now. He can't hurt you anymore.



Low-key real short but it's 7:05 am and I haven't slept a wink (,: I hope you enjoyed. Comment what you think so far uwu it really helps. Imma go get some sleep now.

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