“Walter!”
In which Kayla makes me post my shit. :P
This is a future chapter for one of my WIP’s. My problem is I don’t know how to get from where I am now to here, so I decided to work backwards. I was up until 3 in the morning writing this and finished it earlier today.
I blame Ambre for waking up the reunion lover inside of me and inspiring me to finally get this out of my head.
I haven’t proof read this even once, but I already know there’s a lot I want to fix.
(don’t read this if you’re not Kayla.)
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It was a good thing the moon was so bright that night, or there would have been no light at all. The way the water was illuminated almost made it look dream like. Appropriate; given that was how she felt. She hadn’t been back here in years, and this was her last chance to change things…
