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                                       "If   you   leave   now  ,   you   lose   everything.“

Stiletto   nails   trace   over   the   brim   of   a   silver   rusted   necklace,   CRIMSON   LIPS tugged   into   a   unsettling  smirk,   artificial.   Ruby   hues   stare   else   where   but   the mans   face,   as   teeth   began   to   peer   through   the   smirk.