I Love The Way You Wrote Chapter 7 In You And I Walk A Fragile Line And I Dont Want To Rush You Or Be
I love the way you wrote chapter 7 in “You and I Walk a Fragile Line” and I don’t want to rush you or be an annoying fan but I have to ask, when do you think chapter 8 will release? Your writing is amazing btw!!
it will for sure be out this weekend, i’ve already started working on it so i would say hopefully this friday or saturday! ❤️❤️ and thank you so much! you’re not annoying at all 💕
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During a bender in Atlanta, he learns how to shoot a gun. Shotgun, specifically. That has flair. He fucks a few farmhands, gets better and better at aiming—it’s a good time.
Farleigh revisits Saltburn for the first time since he moved. Since Sir James and Auntie Elspeth had passed away.
And Oliver is there, that little parasite. And he looks good. Crazed, but hot.
They have a horrible game of cat and mouse. They fuck a few times. Farleigh slips something in his drink.
They’re in bed after a wild night. Oliver is out cold.
Farleigh straddles him, the blue light of the moon casting shadows over the room.
And he shoots him. Point blank through the skull.
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