Falling for Sakura
“This is no time for jokes, Sakura. When I see you tomorrow, I’ll tell you how to do a proper joke.”
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Hayden stared at the little card and the small box sitting next to it, confused. He picked the card up, opened it, and read:
I love your motorbike and I love those wonderful rides near the cliff.
Sakura
Hayden picked up the box and found an earring. He gritted his teeth, his eyes dark. It was the earring she’d bought for him when they were children.
“Sakura,” he said, clutching the earring in his hand.