He took another step getting closer to her while she kept stepping backwards, untill she felt hard cold stone wall against her back, and his burning gaze in front of her. he gently pulled the locks of hair away from her face. She felt heat rising around her cheeks and neck, there was a strange queasiness in her stomach. This man has been doing things to her, which she was forbidden from accepting. They say, love is not in its binds, but in its bond...
... someone out there is paints a beautiful canvas for us everyday. Everyday it's a different hue, a different stroke, but, we are too busy to appreciate it.
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