Stranger
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Complete Thu, Nov 11, 2021<5 mins
Over deep-set eyes rimmed with thick, long lashes, dark brows arch gracefully from the high bridge of a beautifully carven nose.
Suddenly he looks at me; his irises are a mysterious greenish hazel flecked with gold. After a moment, his lush lips twitch into a friendly smile at the expression of guilt on my face --- for he had caught me in the act of staring.
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