"They say sometimes the road of life takes an unexpected turn, and you don't have no choice but to follow it and end up in place where you are supposed to be"
A mesmerizingly beautiful, altruistic, feisty, adamant, self-reliant. She is obedient daug...
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The world spun relentlessly around me, disorienting my senses and making it nearly impossible for me to maintain any semblance of focus. I fought to control my breathing, but the effort seemed futile as my heart thundered against my chest like a wild storm. My eyes remained fixed on the man who had barged into my life,
Turning it completely upside down. He had been the catalyst for evoking this undying love in me the architect of heartbreak, and the subject of an insatiable longing that consumed my every thought. The man who was supposed to be dead...! But there he stood, defying all logic. Was he truly alive, or was I once again lost in a hallucinatory haze?
But he didn't appear to be any ghost as his high cheekbones and solid, sharp jawlines, olive complexion gleamed under the moonlight the black trench coat and a grey turtle neck sweater accentuated his body appearing not very lean now but bulky more I could feel the same leonine aura surrounding him.
The mesmerizing liquid-blue pools of irises, that have been the eternal source of my sleepless nights, were staring at me with an unyielding gaze. The question lingered in my mind - was he a phantom? His dark lashes were motionless, deepening the enigma that shrouded him.
My eyes enlarged I stood frozen in place as my senses returned to me. He advanced a step closer, his gaze piercing into my very soul, closing the gap between us. Instinctively, I took a step back, causing him to clench his jaw tightly. Despite this, he continued to move towards me. Just as I was about to retreat further, a sharp yelp escaped my lips as a sudden, intense pain shot through my right leg, my feet sprained.
I stumbled and felt my balance slipping away, a strong arm swiftly wrapped around my waist, saving me from a fall. His touch, despite the barrier of my thick sweater, ignited a sense of longing that left me breathless and unable to gather my thoughts in the midst of the chaos in my mind.
My intellect screamed for me to escape from this mirage, this reverie, or whatever it may be, but my soul yearned to embrace the reality my eyes beheld. Tremors coursed through my body, I reached out my shaking hand to gently cup his right cheek with my clammy palm.
Tears clouded my vision, eliciting a sharp intake of breath as my hand brushed against his rough complexion. His deep blue eyes locked onto mine, I rose to my unsteady feet and delicately cupped his face in my hands.
My heart constricted as a wave of intense emotions enveloped my thoughts, a tempest of anguish and affection colliding within me. Unrestrained sobs echoed through the air, oblivious to my surroundings and unconcerned with any onlookers, for the only clarity I possessed was the presence of the man before me.
I tenderly stroked his cheeks, reveling in the sensation of his smooth skin beneath my fingertips, as I sniffled, sobbed, and smiled through my tears.
He is alive! He is fine!
Reverberated in my mind, until dizziness overtook me, and I slipped into a tranquil slumber, cradled by his arms and the reassuring warmth they offered, like coming home - Azriel Harrington, my home.
