Chapter 51 51 - Posy

Posy

Saturday, 19 September

Caz's hand is large, the grip solid but not suffocating, the way you’d hold something fragile that you didn’t fully trust not to break itself. His thumb moves, just once, tracing the topography of my knuckle, and it’s such an absent, instinctive gesture that I can’t he...

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