Psycho love -part 5- ||Seulrene|| Red velvet FF
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Psycho love -part 5- ||Seulrene|| Red velvet FF

Through the waves of a tornado, pushing her left and right, shaking her inside, whirling her wind. Irene went to the El Dorado, sung with the blue elephant, stood on a Russian ballet theater with nothing but bare-bones, froze in the cold, poured by the unburning flames, astonished by the moonlight eyes, died in the dark century beside the famous prostitutes. ...

A voice reached her like a determined arrow, shredded the glass to pieces fainted to nowhere. "Psycho-h" Inexplicable choice of words intervened her split of time. ...

As she was still a broken, heart-beat woman, she cupped her face, preparing herself for the next scene. ...

She took a deep breath in, settled her curved back, leaving the coffin's pillow behind her, dropping the one and only red velvet rose in the corner of the wooden thing. ...

She was wearing a dress she didn't own, an enchanting one, which made her look prettier than the sleepy beauty; she was real, an original visual, she didn't need a true love kiss from some prince. ...

The father prayed, choking on the first miracle he has ever seen, mumbling something long from the bible, shivering at the sight of the blessed beauty. "That's how my death would be treated!" Irene interrogated, aiming at the empty space close to her. ...

The nameless angel stopped bouncing her feet over the cot of the dead, heaving a border sike with lined-up lips. "It's where you want to be ... it's where you want me to be!" Nodded at the writer. She didn't understand why she would want something like that to happen. She was lost and lithe, spacing out into the blur. ...

A familiar period where everything was assuring. She tapped on her troubled heart, halting and falling down to the dusty carpet beneath her doubtful feet, starving for help, glooming the orbs of her eyes. ...

Her throat was slaughtered as a rock has stuck there and declined to leave. She let out a river of tears as she couldn't speak nor do anything. The goddess was watching her, smirking at her misery. ...

" What a cruel monster I created " she told herself. Her brain was defying her heart, running from the bullet of her battle with love and death.

Hi, hope you're fine and that you liked this part! So, what's gonna happen next? If you're curious to know, don't wait for the next part, hehe. BYE, LUV U<3

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