Showing posts with label niece. Show all posts
Showing posts with label niece. Show all posts
Her glance was more eloquent than her words.
He stood still like the North Star. Confused.
But there was no provocation needed. The boy was poised to make a move.
Snap!
It's called chemistry. Have you got it?
(Harith & Amira, 2007)
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