Through His Lens

Through His Lens

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Through His Lens... Zariah Bennett doesn't believe in fairytales-she believes in deadlines, hard work, and keeping her heart under lock and key. Between juggling her fashion internship, a part-time job, and her own ambitions, she has no time for distractions, especially not from a smooth-talking photographer who seems to see right through her walls. Malik Carter is all about capturing the moment - raw, the real, the fleeting. But lately, his camera has felt like a barrier rather than a bridge. When he meets Zariah at his photography exhibit, she challenges him in a way no one else has. She's skeptical, guarded, and maddeningly intriguing. A chance encounter turns into an unexpected collaboration, and soon, stolen glances and late-night conversations blur the lines between strangers and something more. But with fears, ambitions, and unspoken truths standing between them, will they take the risk-or will their love story remain just another moment lost in time?
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β›π’π€π˜ 𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒.❜

β›π’šπ’π’– 𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒇 π’Žπ’†?❜ he asked, voice low like it wasn't meant for nobody but her. π’›πšπ«π’πšπ‘ didn't speak, just tilted her head a little and stepped in close. she traced one of the tattoos on his arm, finger light like a whisper...when she finally looked up, slow and lazy, doe eyes glinting beneath her lashes--she kissed the corner of his mouth. once, twice--then pulled back. π’π¦πšπ«π’ smirked. β›π’…π’Šπ’…π’'𝒕 π’•π’‰π’Šπ’π’Œ 𝒔𝒐.❜ β–„β–„β–„β–„β–„β–„β–„β–„β–„β–„β–„β–„β–„β–„β–„β–„β–„β–„β–„β–„β–„β–„β–„ She doesn't speak-not out loud, not anymore. Zariah Hart's been quiet since the night she lost everything, and moving to The Palisade at Skyview Apartments was supposed to give her a fresh start. No expectations. No questions. Just peace. But peace gets complicated when a man like Omarion Jordan starts showing up in it. He's nothing like she expected. Tatted, quiet, with eyes that read people better than they speak. A mechanic with a past he doesn't explain-and a presence that says more than his mouth does. He doesn't ask about her silence. She doesn't flinch at his reputation. Somehow, that's enough. What starts as simple glances turns into shared space. What feels like comfort turns to something neither of them planned for. But Atlanta doesn't forget what people try to bury. And sometimes, the loudest truth is the one you never say out loud. 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐃: 𝐉𝐔𝐍𝐄 πŸπŸŽπŸπŸ“

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