She, His Enigma
he door swung open, revealing a room steeped in memories. there, on the wall, a faded photograph captured a moment frozen in
ing him to the floorboards. His gaze fixed on the photograph fading with age, But words eluded him tr
chest. The photograph clung to the wall, sepia hues softening the edges of memories. She, radiant in lace, defied the years. He traced her counte
e symphony of pain and memory. Blood welled from his split skin, milling with shards of glass. The image disintegrated, but the ache re
er of the fragile memories he left behind. The jagged shard
ith purpose, graceful yet determined. her hand reached down, finger brushing against the blood-stained fra
know how muc
ill and d
kingly. "What a
ece of glass and stabbed the already blood-soaked image of him, Bloodstains marred the glossy pa
nd nights tangled in passion. But now they reflect the void - the absence of his touch, his warmth. the window
. She knew he was there perhaps waiting for her to show up. Yet, she remained rooted, her gaze unyielding. T
ed bird, fluttered within her refusing to die. She would show him, show the world, that even broken, she was still who
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ar, staring at the window, haunted by memories of her tender eyes from the previous night. She was elusive, a spectre he co
ially closed, obscuring his views. He longed to rush inside, envelop
ferent to the world outside. An hour later, he picked u
et it done, now." With his head resting on the headrest,
k, and dialed again, "I will see you in fifteen
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t." she began, her voice stead
ding. " you know the rules," he said , e
n't deny my feeling for you. Last night..." Her vo
rim of his coffee cup. "Deceptions,"
et his eyes. "I promise," she said, h
g her soul. And if you break that
ers trembling as they brush his " I pro
fictitious business proposal last night, but she also had the audacity to pretend t
s clasped, looked peaceful and romantic from
k hair hung loosely over both shoulders, and her face was barely visible beneath the hood. Her slightly purplish-hued eyes we
eated inside glanced out the