the line
“Life is just a struggle between what you want to believe, what you actually believe and what people make you believe.” I watched Gabriel fidgeting with his LV coat which I made him put on a few minutes back, standing in front of the mirror–glory of fine handsomeness laced with the amatory of charming grey eyes stared back at me–which made me flip my stomach again, those happenstance eyes of intrigue. “What do you believe in?” Gabriel catechized on my earlier statement of life and discovery. I wanted to believe that this is going to be a master stroke. I truly want to believe that what I and Kriag hold is forever. That reminded me of the touch of the clover pendant in my neck. Fortnight Fashion is what I had proposed with very much thinking and processing a matter of fact to how cou
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