You might say my obsession has become a compulsion in the way I need to know everything about Scarlet Laurent. Even though I’ve taken a step into the background, I could never look away from my Little Sparrow.
She’s a sliver, buried under my skin, a constant reminder of her presence, with no way to dig it out.
Staying away from her for the last ten years has been a brutal form of torture.
Her times run out and when the clock ticks midnight on her 25th birthday, I’ll tie her to me forever.
You might say my obsession has become a compulsion in the way I need to know everything about Scarlet Laurent. Even though I’ve taken a step into the background, I could never look away from my Little Sparrow.
She’s a sliver, buried under my skin, a constant reminder of her presence, with no way to dig it out.
Staying away from her for the last ten years has been a brutal form of torture.
Her times run out and when the clock ticks midnight on her 25th birthday, I’ll tie her to me forever.