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Myriads of warmth summer breeze lovingly envelope my body as a soft kiss planted on my temple. Sniffing slightly on my Jasmine scented hair, his calloused hand gathers handful of my black silk locks and inserted it on my ears, away from my face.
His rich blue eyes stare at me for God know how long, as if running down a biometric scan on my Devaraux branded face.
“Herena,” he softly whispers. My heart immediately stomps hard and fast against my ribcage in joy. Oh Calix! You still drive me crazy as before, like an in love teenage ninny.
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I woke up with the empty feeling of the space beside me. Extending my other hand to check my instincts, I realized I wasn’t a bit wrong all along. The man sleeping at my side is now gone. Perhaps he had already proceeded outside the sunbaked mo
