I hate feeling like this, I so tired of trying to fight this...I'm asleep and all I dream of is waking up to you...Please tell me that te will listen, because your touch is what I'm missing...And the più I hide, the più I realize...I'm falling in Amore with you...
Elliot sat at his desk, fiddling with a pen. At the scrivania, reception opposite him sat Olivia. Her head in a cold case, she was desperately trying to find some lead that could help them catch the bastard that raped a little girl. It was nearing midnight and they were the only two in the squadroom. Her hair caught the dim light, it beautifully...
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