"The moment his eyes landed on me, I felt like having a déjà-vu"
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"You look so divine."
"Thank you, love."
Cover is not from me.
"The moment his eyes landed on me, I felt like having a déjà-vu"
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"You look so divine."
"Thank you, love."
Cover is not from me.
Yet even as I leave him behind, something lingers in my mind. Something makes me almost feel bad for him. Maybe it's the bruises, or the nervousness. Maybe it's the way his golden brown eyes lit up a...