❝and though i can't recall your face, i still got love for you.❞
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Genevieve captured moments in life with her camera. She's kept her guard up for years and remains secure and closed off, with her heart locked away. Until she meets a guy, who no...
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IVAN KNOCKED on Gen's apartment door. After a few seconds, the door opens, to reveal the beautiful woman he had been longing to see, even though they saw each other yesterday.
Genevieve's hair was up in a messy knotted bun, her attire consisted of a black tank top and some shorts. Her eyes widen as she takes in who's at the front door. "Oh, um, hi. I'm sorry. If I knew you were coming over I wouldn't have worn . . . this."
Ivan smiles a little shaking his head, "Don't worry darling. Just get changed into something warm, we're going to go skating."
"Skating? I can't skate." She says, and he grins, "Well good thing you have me by your side."
