By Susn Dybvik

The way she wake up with her makeup smeared under her eyes. Like someone has colored outside the lines vigorously, with intent and passion. Her blush cheeks and messy hair. She is the most beautiful like this” he thought. When he could see traces of last night on her face. When she was vulnerable and not hiding behind the mask she show the world. It was proof that she let her guard down, that she was his, and that he had a VIP ticket, the only ticket, to see her in her most natural state. ” 



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