TBD #2: Femme Fatale
Vulnerable.
Dahan-dahan kong pinatong ang kamay ko sa dulo ng kama, at sinundan ito ng ulo ko, nakasandal para mas matitigan pa siya nang malapitan. She looked like a painting—delicate, still, and painfully beautiful.
Napakaganda niya talaga. It almost felt unreal. And yet, here she was, just inches away.
I couldn’t help it—there was something magnetic about her. Something that made me want to keep looking, to memorize every curve and shadow of her face. She had a kind of beauty that wasn’t just physical. It was something more—raw, broken, yet breathtaking.
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