The color in Frida's cheeks deepened at her words, and Frida opened her mouth to scold her cousin for speaking so crudely. She could handle her adventures into dark and illegal magic, but perversion is where she crossed the line!
Fortunately there was no need to cause anymore of a scene. Seneca snatched the photo and burned it to ash. Never again would she lay eyes upon it—a thought that, to her surprise, left her feeling both relieved and disappointed.
"Good," she said in a strained voice, straightening her back. Now that it was out of sight, she needed it out of mind.
Fortunately there was no need to cause anymore of a scene. Seneca snatched the photo and burned it to ash. Never again would she lay eyes upon it—a thought that, to her surprise, left her feeling both relieved and disappointed.
"Good," she said in a strained voice, straightening her back. Now that it was out of sight, she needed it out of mind.
— set by mj —