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Hiding Behind Smiles
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Concluida, Has publicado feb 14, 2021
Contenido adulto
❝She loved poetry, he was a poem. A poem Hiding Behind Smiles.❞


~•~•~


Ridhhant Gupta is known to be the best friend of one of those rude CEOs, with his jovial jokes and smiles he hides something, or someone, so much of a void and pain inside him.

Until his Mom sets up a personal assistant aka 'YouthSitter' that's what she calls it, for Ridhhant.

How far will the two souls here go on the journey of smiles and sorrows?

~•~•~•~

"These scars and bruises are very
different, because they are so
Close to who I am." I murmured caressing his skin.

"They are a part of me
and everytime I love too deeply
or care too much, they
re-bruise and reopen." I finished and gave a gentle kiss on his forehead.

"They wouldn't re-bruise." I said into his ears.

"I..I don't know..what to say," his low whisper echoed  in the silent room and I smiled. "Then don't. Just stay here in my arms." 



♡


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