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He always looked tired. So worn out. Like he had the world on his shoulders.
When he set that heavy gaze on her—eyes of honey, dark with burden—it left her feeling breathless.
Originally this was written for Cullen, but I’ll be damned if it didn’t fit Theron too.
A very short short.
He always looked tired. So worn out. Like he had the world on his shoulders.
When he set that heavy gaze on her—eyes of honey, dark with burden—it left her feeling breathless.