The woman in front of him was perfect. Her sweet curved lips and flushed cheeks. The way her long eyelashes batted when she blinked and the incredible scent of cinnamon from her soft skin, she was the only thing that he’d finally gotten right. She was the only thing that mattermattered. No matter how far away he could run, the image of her would always be in at the back of his mind.
-Diyar Harraz
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