Novel & Cerita Flawless

(Tara’s POV) “Tara, you’re...you’re early,” He stammers, his face turning pale like he stops breathing for a few seconds. I was sure my face was red. I could feel the heat creeping through my skin as I saw Blake wearing nothing except the lightweight towel hugging his hips. Like him, I stopped breathing. His hair is still dripping wet, looking like a model of expensive male perfume. I swallowed hard as my eyes feasted on his well-developed physique. How could heaven give this man a perfect body? This is one of those moments that I would want to open G****e to look for a better word to describe him at this moment. Hunk? Sexy? A very sexually attractive man.

They were so comfortable with each other. She agreed to his proposal in the call. He was so supportive and nice to her. Slowly she became so dependent on him. Her every decision in her life started revolving around him. He was not only her boyfriend but also her sunshine, her best friend, her mentor. He was mature and she was clumsy; they were the perfect couple. But nothing is perfect in this world; everything has its flaws.

She pressed her cracked lips together. Disgusting. You're disgusting. She thought to herself. Rowena felt like crying. She wanted to cry. But the tears didn't come. A part of her thought she had no right to cry. There was only an insurmountable amount of self-loathing. Heat coursed through her face and body yet again. She turned off the faucet and moved towards the small shower area. Without undressing, she opened the shower head and stood underneath it. The cool water tapping against her body gave a sense of comfort. Not long after, her black shirt began to hug her body. The sensation wasn't strong enough. Rowena wrapped her weak arms around her torso. She wanted nothing to be embraced, to

6"4 tall homosapien, with a handsome, attractive face, a beautiful pair of eyes which are black like charcoal, well-defined and broad Chiselled Jawline and shoulders, his lips pink, his skin glittering with freshness, his six packs was visible from his T-shirt, his biceps and triceps bulging out beautifully. Chimamanda was feeling hot inside her already, he was a sight to behold, the tingles in her were building up, he was making her speechless all of a sudden, but she wasn't going to give in. "I am a tough girl, no one messes with the Odenigbo's especially Chimamanda" she quickly says to herself.

"Please don't be in love with someone else" "Please don't have somebody waiting on you" "Please don't be in love with someone else" "Please don't have somebody waiting on you" "This night is sparkling, don't you let it go" "I'm wonder struck, blushing all the way home" "I'll spend forever wondering if you knew" "This night is flawless, don't you let it go" "I'm wonder struck, dancing around all alone" "I'll spend forever wondering if you knew" "I was enchanted to meet you"

"What do you fear?" "Being ugly." That was understandable she was the Goddess of Beauty, she couldn't be ugly, but then again what was ugly? Being different? The word was used to make people feel less than, we were told being beautiful—being perfect, meant being skinny, meant having no flaws, but everybody has flaws, no one's perfect and that's what makes us beautiful. Adrian removed his hand from her cheek. "I'm still feeling fear, take it back." She ordered as everyone walked over, curious.

"Certainly not you." Afet's face paled, the smirk dancing on her lips disappeared and was replaced with a deep scowl. "He desires a woman with the highest calibre of poise and elegance, beauty and intelligence which are the departments you're lacking in," she responded, crossing her arms. "Well that is not my problem," Najmah shrugged. "Whatever woman he desires, or should I say desired is a thing of the past. He's a married man with a woman who has neither poise nor elegance as you clearly stated or beauty and intelligence. Deal with it."

She nodded "I know I'm the most horrible person in this world, but I'm so sorry I was not able to recognise you when I saw you. I should have apologize for everything I did. From our prom night to our marriage, for judging you for your imperfections when mine was piled up like a mountain. I love you Pearl, I can't live without you. I don't know how I survived those days without you. But at this point, just do whatever you want to. You're free to divorce me. I deserve it, I deserve everything you want to do. Just please, find a place in your heart to forgive me" ////////////////////////////////// Fly! not because you want to, but because you have to.—Penangel.

Inevitable. Beautiful. Terrifying. Perfect.