The last faint of hope for any resurrection of his time forgotten love was abolished even when she arrived.
For she had shades of deceit flowing in abundance from her deviant eyes.
Copyright © Shantanu Baruah
The last faint of hope for any resurrection of his time forgotten love was abolished even when she arrived.
For she had shades of deceit flowing in abundance from her deviant eyes.
Copyright © Shantanu Baruah
“She” is turning to be too deceitful these days.
Haha. You always complained of not writing the male protagonist view. So here it is my friend
Beautiful
Thanks so much for reading and commenting
Interesting!
Thank you thank you 😊
Wonderfully written!❤
Tbh, I’m not liking “SHE” anymore!
Haha. I will mellow it down 🌸😊thanks for reading ❤️❤️
I’m so sorry.. That’s not what I meant! 😉
It’s just that you write so well, we as readers start connecting ourselves to the subjects! ❤
Please do not be sorry. I said it jokingly. I truly appreciate all your lovely reads. Thanks so much for all the love ❤️❤️
How can she do that? I loved the earlier version of ” when we meet next time” series.
So you did remember that?
Of course how can I forget 😊🌸
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