5/28/2023 0 Comments Sempre by jm darhowerThe next morning, Carmine woke up earlier than usual and grabbed a bowl of cereal, his footsteps faltering in the family room. Turning on her heel, Haven ran back into the room and closed the door, pressing her back against it as the music started up once more. He frowned, staring at her with questions in his eyes, but she had no answers to give. Haven’s eyes snapped back open, and she could see his face then, still partially encased in the shadows. She closed her eyes, reveling in the foreign sensation, until the music stopped. Her stomach fluttered and limbs tingled, warmth spreading throughout her body. It swirled all around her, goose bumps springing up as the melody seeped into her skin. She took a few steps forward, entranced as the music smoothed out and grew louder. Darkness obstructed Haven’s view of his face, but the glow from the moonlight illuminated his hands as he plucked the strings. Carmine sat in the library, holding a tan acoustic guitar.
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