Sunday Afternoon Brunette
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Contenu pour adultesEn cours d'écriture6m
Dernière publication ven., juil. 25, 2025
One Sunday, in the middle of the hustle and bustle of a shopping mall, Yuna came across a sight that changed everything. He was wearing a black mask, a simple tank top, beige cargo pants and a jacket slung over his shoulders. He could have been just another stranger... but there was something about that dark-haired man with the wide eyes that made her heart stop for a second.
Fate separated them without exchanging numbers, names or words. Just a silence full of possibilities. But Yuna can't forget him ---- and she's ready to find out if that meeting was the work of chance or the beginning of a story that the universe wrote long before they met.
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