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The wind that caresses the loose strands of my hair. The calm sunlight that brushes upon my skin. The tickling flatter of the slightly dampened meadow. The song of vibrant colors surrounding the tiny petals. 

Yet, I somehow cannot take my eyes away from your pleasant aesthetics. The personification of beauty in every aspect.

I wonder if you can hear my heart's silent cry?


My Art, My Love, My Desperation.

The Despicable's Plead

The day flew by too fast, if I were to describe it at least. 


Ross followed me home using his own car. 


He also brought along all the gifts he prepared for me with him. 


Once we reached the gate of my house, the guards standing there looked shocked to see another vehicle following behind me. 


After parking in the driveway, I got out of my car and went to Ross'. 


He cooly exited and smiled at my direction once he caught a glimpse of me waiting for him. 


"So this is how it feels to bring a girl back home." 


I raised my eyebrow at him, "Like you've never done it?" 


"What context are we referring to?" He grinned cheekily. 


I smacked him in the arm and rolled my eyes. 


"I'm just kidding. I'm a well-known innocent man from where I came from." 


He laughed at my sour expression and hugged me. 


Even though I was still slightly annoyed, I just took this opportunity to savor the feeling of being in his arms. 


CHAPTER LII: Darkened Raindrops