Taming The Perfect Prince
His arms held me securely, my body slightly tilted.
For a moment, neither of us moved.
Then the camera clicks snapped us back to reality.
I quickly stood upright and faced the camera.
“Smile!” I said, raising my arms above my head to form a heart.
Crow stood just behind me. I couldn’t see his expression.
After a few more shots, we checked the photos. Some were blurry, some chaotic, some mid-jump, but all of them had that breathtaking sunset in the background.
It was perfect.
And in most of them… Crow was smiling. Some are with teeth, some are without teeth, and most importantly, smiles of sincerity.
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