Noah
With a frustrated sigh, I ran my fingers through the tangled mess of my hair, tugging at knots and trying to tame it into place. Despite my best efforts, a few stubborn strands refused to cooperate. My crisp white shirt was unbuttoned and hung loosely on my frame, exposing glimpses of smooth skin beneath. My tie lay carelessly discarded on the chair next to the bed, forgotten in the midst of everything else. Time seemed to crawl by at a snail's pace since Irina had entered my life with her quiet determination and intoxicating beauty. Every moment spent with her felt like an eternity, yet I never wanted it to end. As I stood in front of the mirror, I couldn't help but feel grateful for her presence in my life, even if it meant being late for whatever event awaited us that evening.
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