I Like to Write From Time to Time
The subdued manner that he held her hand with, with just a finger posessing enough courage to hold on, was enough for her to feel adored for once and not be lusted over.
She was touched. She was dazed.
In that moment, she was almost in love. Yes, she was in love with him.
She was touched. She was dazed.
In that moment, she was almost in love. Yes, she was in love with him.