We're called lesbians. I found that out from a hidden book in the library.
Lesbians?
Woman loving another woman.
They had their first.
Their first night.
It was beautiful to them.
Lyla snuck into Lilith's home, and it was up til' midnight.
They loved each other.
Let's run away.
What about our families?
My father ain't care about me, and yours...
But my siblings.
Take em' with us, they'll understand.
They did.
But no one else did.
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RomanceA short story. Two girls. Tragic. Sad. Wholesome. Sick. And reality of the time. Don't read for a happy read.
