Lost are the days that we were unfamiliar. Your path and mine crossed, weaving a permanent guide that lead me beyond my purpose. You were brought to me through no accident, nor was it fate; what came out of us together was greater than my own personal existence. Whole as I thought I was, I've since been perverted by your presence. For the rest of my life, our life, we will find a place within our own.
The beautifully written note found a home inside Krystal's desk drawer. The stench of fruity perfume trapped, only to remind her of the feelings she had upon receiving the letter when sifting through various pens and paperclips.
Krystal and Athylia sharing a sweet kiss.
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