MY TEASE

the city. She was an aspiring artist, with a penchant for capturing the essence of life on her canvas. On this particular afterno

tebook. His messy dark hair fell over his forehead as he concentrated, completely absorbed in his art. Intr

her own sketchbook, trying to focus on her work but finding herself drawn to h

ur sketches," he said in a soft voice with a

," she replied, feeling a rush of warmt

t of the afternoon sharing stories of their passion for art and exploring the city together. By the