Chapter 7: Mask Chapter by beccalovesyuge
Summary:
I am sewing a mask.
I am sewing a mask.
I wonder what he feels like beneath that warm leather.
I hear his footsteps above my head.
I see his beautifully strange cat eyes.
I want to see his real eyes.
I am sewing a mask.
I pretend I'm not lying to him.
I feel guilty.
I touch the leather of his gift,
I worry he will hate me in the end.
I cry thinking about that.
I am sewing a mask.
I understand if he does hate me.
I say that I will cross that bridge then.
I dream it doesn't come.
I try to enjoy our stolen time together.
I hope he accepts his leather gift.
I am sewing a mask.
