"I'm insomniac, Alysia…" His tone was soft, almost vulnerable. He had never spoken to me in this tone before—so tender, so unguarded. I simply nodded in response, my throat too tight to form words but our eyes remained locked, and for a moment, the world seemed to come to a standstill.
We stared at each other, caught in a trance, until he slowly leaned down. And then, without hesitation, he claimed my lips like they belonged to him.
As a student from a well-off family, I appreciate the opportunities and privileges I have, but I've always wanted to carve my own path. My passion for writing has inspired me to explore this side and share my thoughts. I'm excited to connect with readers through my work. So, If you enjoy what I write and wish to support me, I'd be thankful. If not, that's perfectly fine too – I value all feedback on my journey.
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