witching hour | stiles stilinski 
PREVIOUSLY TITLED CARPE DIEM
❝You do not look at art, you fall in love.❞
There was a time she loved a boy who had the universe painted on his face. He carried the stars for her in his moon dusted cheeks. She loved him - love.
The dark times that hit beacon hills made her fall, and the death that followed broke her spirit.
Learning from the past she stood up from her mistakes, stronger than ever. When the boy with the stars offered her his world she said she had her own.
But, every strong pillar needed a another to hold a roof.
And she had yet to realise that.
❝He was so close, but his heart was so far away, with a another.❞
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