gets up and walks toward me, still holding me with his gaze. He walks leisurely. Calmly. He’s completely sure of himself. And
Riya Johnhas quotedlast year
It’s strange to know that you’re being manipulated, and at the same time enjoy the results of that manipulation.
Việt Anhhas quoted2 years ago
e nods, like I confirmed his suspicions. And then he raises his hand and touches my face. Lightly, gently. His thumb rubs against my lower lip, as though he’s curious about its texture.