* A Wattpad Featured Story* Thought bubbles escape like champagne-scented daydreams if not caught firmly but gently between loving fingers. A simple challenge for an aspiring poet and avid wisher upon stars: make the ephemeral something of tangible substance. Some keep diaries and hide them from the world. Others r...
"How can you not be on time for a simple arrival?" He laughs a little too evilly. "But I understand why your father put you as this low ranking job. Just a pity employment, I'm assuming." "We've only met and you're being such a-" I stop myself quickly. Oh, my goodness. I nearly just ruined everything my father truste...