It was like Murphy’s law. Whenever she thought she had hit the path of recovery, her racing emotions were sufficient to derail the process.
But today, it wasn’t her but him who disturbed her emotional...
On the surface, it was the magnetism of passion and attention that drew her towards him. But, on a deeper level, the need to talk and be heard to her heart’s content made her...
She was living like her usual bitter-sweet self around her loved ones without dropping a trace of any grief. By looking at her all caught up in routine work, it was hard to say...
He had cracked open her heart brimming with love and passion that made her turn a blind eye towards the deficits.
But once her feral emotions for him were reigned, the shortfall in their connection...
He was the mainstream corporate guy, she was an abstract artist, he only gorged on meat and she only had vegan, he resided in the realistic world of logic and she inhabited the dreamlike...
He was the mainstream corporate guy, she was an abstract artist, he only gorged on meat and she only had vegan, he resided in the realistic world of logic and she inhabited the dreamlike...
