∞ 17 | RP entrepreneur | defies gravity | Miss George is flawless | blanket burrito lyfe 42: Portraits February, 2085
He didn’t love her in the way she wanted him to. That was what he said. But he needed her. How could he need her and not love her?
Boiling water ran into the tub she sat in, the room turning slowly into a blur of steam, quiet sobbing and pain.
If Coulson didn’t love her then she had no love left for herself and her artwork proved that. A bathroom painting would make her forget.
Except he was outside and he needed her.
The tub drained, her art utensils got cleaned and so did she.
He loved her not.
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