I Am In Love With A Stranger
His eyes, dark, consuming, and merciless pulled her deeper into a place she didn’t want to escape.
“You need to wake up,” he murmured.
Her lashes fluttered open, light spilling into her vision.
“The same dream again,” she groaned, her voice hoarse with a mixture of embarrassment and frustration. She pressed her palm over her eyes, trying to block out the phantom heat of his touch. “He is so… bad,” she muttered aloud, forcing herself upright.
Dragging herself to the cupboard, Sophia tugged open the drawer and pulled out a faded photograph.
The picture was worn, edges curled, as though her countless sighs had weathered it down. She stared at the boy in the photo, her betrothed husband. His lit
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