An empty room. A sunny morning. An open window.
That very sparkle of sunlight ray beamed across, birthing that very essence of touch to her pair of eyes; one would inevitably define fragility at that very fearful moment - yet from the very core of her heart, ignited a sweet, sweet rush - that would shoo away every ounce of direct piercing.
As Love conquers all.
Eyes gently closed, she smiled. In a piece of small note, every emotions that has consumed her lately; she wrote.
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