*She knew that Tegan had changed the past twenty years but there was still an element of pain that he enjoyed. The bracelet was custom made of titanium with the tips razor sharp. Smiling, she imagined it on his wrist. The chocolates were ultimately hers, but the little sign had been hard to resist. She sat both on his nightstand, waiting for him.* Happy Valentine's Day,Tegan
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