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His reserved nature reminded Heathcliff of his beloved’s increasingly passive nature as she grew older. His smile and eyes held the same patience and faux understanding as hers. The way he leaned against the window while brushing his hair in the morning reminded Heathcliff of early mornings spent watching his beloved in the garden.
He hated every single one connection his mind forced him to make.
In the City, everyone is born with a red thread, only visible to them, that connects them to their one and true partner. A few days ago, Heathcliff’s thread led back to the gloomy manor of Wuthering Heights. Now, it led elsewhere.
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25 Jun 2025