"From the moment I saw you trying to go over the wall. I have loved you desperately I cannot breathe when you are not near. I love you, Amyra. My heart calls your name. This darkness is my burden.You bring the light." I hugged her tightly like my li...
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I was in the bedroom, putting on a crisp white shirt and adjusting my tie in the mirror.
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I was in the middle of buttoning up my shirt when I heard the sound of the bathroom door opening. I turned to see Rose stepping out of the bathroom, dressed in a pink salwar suit.
She was looking breathtaking - her hair in loose curls, her eyes sparkling with excitement. My heart skipped a beat at the sight of her. I quickly schooled my expression, not wanting to betray my emotions, but inside my heart was racing.
I swallowed, fighting the urge to comment on how beautiful she looked. I didn't want her to think I was some kind of creep, ogling and commenting on her appearance. So I just gave her a curt nod, keeping my voice even. "You're ready?"
She nodded, a bright smile on her face. "Yep," she said, her voice cheerful. "Ready to go back to the madness of the hospital."
I paused, looking at her as she gave me the adorable puppy dog eyes. My resolve weakened, and I found it hard to resist. "What is it?" I asked, a small smile tugging at my lips.
She gave me another sweet, pleading look. "Well, I just need a minute to fix my hair," she said, reaching up to touch a strand of her curls. "And, put on bindi, and vermillion and last, promise last, lipstick." she pleaded with her for eyes. "Can you wait for just a bit?"
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