Novel, I didn't wrote

Mar. 18th, 2014 | 03:22 pm

- There're so many bonfires around. And they all are burning hot. - he's dark eyes smirked at her with pure ascendancy.
She looked at him and gathered all her willpower for staying calm and not to punch him in he's arrogant face.
That left a bad taste in her mouth. But now she knew. The feeling of dissapointment and lost dreams.

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