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Dialogue² | © kry-stan 

Him : We stop pretending we are enemies.

Her : So...what now?

My app doesn't work but I came active for you? I should log out...

Says he missed me but doesn't have the time to talk. 

@xioowee Where are you, you stupid?

@xioowee I do, maybe.

you have to —

@xioowee I believe you.

I realised I can't even scroll through the conversation anymore.

I missed you so much, I want to inform you that the app doesn't work for me anymore, it's just some issue that needs to be fixed, wattpad is currently working on it, I'm not sure if you will receive this message or not, I want to talk to you but the app doesn't let me do anything, it never loads, all I can see is just my board, I can't even open any profile, not even my own. I will talk to you when it lets me, Daniel. Thank you for coming back, I was really waiting for you.

Dialogues¹ |  © kry-stan 

“Guilty.”

Crazy.

@veintage Are you dead?

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forgot ur slow asl, its ok, thats wat makes u, you

I miss you.

how dare you unfollow me

Your touch ignites a flame that burns forever in my soul.

Every moment with you is a gift, every kiss a treasure.

Love is the reason I breathe, and you are the air.

❝His fingers slipped beneath the waistband of her shorts, tracing the sensitive dip of her lower back as he pulled her closer, their bodies flush. She could feel the heat of him, every breath he took skimming her lips before his mouth claimed hers—slow and possessive, like he wanted to devour the sound of her moan. One hand tangled in her hair while the other slid along her thigh, coaxing it around his waist, grounding them in a rhythm that was more instinct than thought. Her nails grazed his skin, drawing soft lines down his back as their movements grew bolder, hungrier. Each touch, each sigh, wove tension between them like silk drawn taut—beautiful, breathless, inevitable.❞

❝His hands roamed with aching slowness, fingertips gliding over the curve of her hips, then up beneath her shirt, where skin met skin in a rush of heat. She gasped softly as he explored her, palms warm and sure, mapping every inch like he needed to memorize her. His mouth followed the path of his hands—pressing, teasing, tasting—until her body arched instinctively toward his. Their bodies moved in perfect sync, each touch deepening the pull between them, every brush of skin a silent plea for more.❞

❝As the moon dipped into the horizon, casting a warm orange glow over the rolling hills, their fingers intertwined like tender shoots of a vine. The air was alive with the sweet scent of blooming wildflowers, and the soft rustle of leaves whispered secrets in the breeze. With eyes that burned like stars, they drew closer, their lips brushing against each other in a gentle, tantalizing dance. The world around them melted away, leaving only the thrum of their own heartbeats, pounding out a rhythm that echoed the eternal symphony of the universe. In that fleeting, timeless moment, they were one, their love a shining, shimmering thread that wove itself into the very fabric of existence.❞