VALENTINE'S DAY
If sunrise ever had a scent, I would say it was Valentina’s.
I flipped through the pages of her notes and inhaled the scent of each page, I wanted Valentina’s scent burnt to my brain. I was looking for more notes when a book toppled and fell out of her bag, landing on my chest.
The book was titled “Valentine’s Day.” By “Guillotine” I have seen her clinging unto this particular book before, she went everywhere and anywhere with it.
It was probably one of the contemporary romance books with a weak-ass female lead, a plot lacking storyline, and thousands of sex scenes, yet she seemed to cherish this one book.
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