𝗙𝗢𝗥𝗟𝗢𝗥𝗡 ━━ shortstory.

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“HUG ME. Please.”

Her brittle voice filled the silent room and made Amaris stiffen. If she wouldn’t have known about her insomnia, she wouldn’t know Amaris was still awake.

Amaris shifted closer and wrapped an arm protectively around her. She breathed her scent in; it always reminded her of summer for some reason.

“Don't let go.”

She couldn’t remember the last time her girlfriend was so vulnerable. Amaris wanted to shower her with all the love she had, whisper comforting words into her ear just as she did with her. But Isadora wasn’t like that, she would have pushed her away.

So, all Amaris could do was reply with:

“I won’t.”