I shook my head folding my arms around my waist. He was wrong he was the one offering fairy dust Peter Pan offering to carry me off to the Neverland of soulfinders and happily ever after. But he was too late. Last night i had to grew up and I now knew that such dreams did not exist real life was more like living with Captain Hooks mercenary pirates than playing happy families in a treehouse
Our love was covered in fur yet I was the only one who wanted to pet it.