Lora's Diary
"Mom!"
Lora entered the room. Her voice seemed a bit irritated. It was obvious that something had happened.
As she opened the door, the face which her eyes saw were not of her mother.
"Ah!" A squeak escaped out of her mouth as she raised her hand instinctively. She wasn't done with her preparations, her dress was still loosely hanging on her body. She had no makeup on her face and her hairs were nestled up the back of her head revealing her beautiful neckline.
Lear looked at her and his eyes froze on Lora. No matter what he thought, he couldn't deny the fact that she was beautiful and this scene really would make anyone's mouth go dry.
"Would you stop staring at my daughter?"
Amanda's voice brought Lear back to his senses and he coughed awkwardly. Lora too realized that her hands weren't doing much help in hiding her and immediately rushed out of the room with her neck and cheeks red.
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With Lora gone, Lear was back in the room with Amanda. It was something he didn't want.