Universe in your eyes
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Ongoing25m
Last published Sat, Sep 8, 2018
emma was a lonely girl. satsified by wondering in her own planet.never allowed herself to fall in someones hand .and when nick entered her life she fought the urge to fall in his traps.but whenever they sit in the little swing and kept staring at the twinkling stars she take fast moments and go deep in his ocean eyes..Nick was all the time behind her back and keeping an eye on her whenever she falls.and that when she became a major part of his life he couldn't resist her and wanted her to all his life..
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