I clear my throat just a little. Lightly daring myself to break the unusual tension.
Although I have made up my mind with these eyes. I don't know what's happening to me. I loathe this person. Really Loathe from my entire being. But right now, I just feel like I am compelled in a haze.
I can't make myself utter the words or depart from the position we are in.
This rare forbidden smile seems so alluring,I feel hypnotic right now. For the first time, I feel different. Maybe.....just maybe because these days everyone is bugging me about Mr. Smarty pants a lot.
Think of roman, ella. This is not fair to him. And it's like 'the little bubble pop' just like that. For the first time I agree w
