It's weird how sometimes I have no idea what I want to write, and after I make myself stare aimlessly at the Word document, trying useless things, creating insipid sentences, then an idea would take form by its own volition, and it all fits together into a better direction.
Perhaps it's a miracle.
Tonight was just that. Ch2 should be ready by this weekend.
Today's sentence:
But Merle was in front of her, holding Hitomi’s hand with her own warm ones, her childhood expressions blossomed into charm, her emotions as unassuming and overwhelming as ever.
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