When "his eyes" are so deep that you couldn't trace the edge of the pupil, only feel that they were watching more of you than you intended to show, meet its biggest competitor... "her eyes" sunlit irises, too bright as if the sun inside them burned only for what i wanted to see, hiding something scorching beneath. "Some chapters bend to your will and some the story craves in the shadows, far ahead of you." Read to know what it is.... 🍂Happy reading 📌 Follow me on instagram for more updates @thewriterbyfate
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