“What’s wrong with your hand?” grandma asked Fathih, her brows furrowed with concern, pointing to his hand which had a band aid on it.
“Nothing mom…just.. last night….while doing some cellophane work…”, lied Fathih with expertise, his eyes steadily fixed on the girl who sat at the left hand corner of the table. Although she was just fourteen, she looked like a goddess. With long telescopic lashes shielding her big brown eyes with its volume and her full red lips, she was simply beautiful.
She was fiddling with her fork, moving about the eggs on her plate. “Lana?... why are you not eating? You feeling alright.. honey?” , Fathih asked a bit mockingly, knowing exactly why Lana was not eating. It was for the exact same reason that got him the band aid on his arm. It was because of the experience of the night before.
Fathih felt his hand burn from her bite. Lana looked up from her plate, her eyes signifying her weakness and her fury at having to be that way, a little too clearly. READ MORE
“Nothing mom…just.. last night….while doing some cellophane work…”, lied Fathih with expertise, his eyes steadily fixed on the girl who sat at the left hand corner of the table. Although she was just fourteen, she looked like a goddess. With long telescopic lashes shielding her big brown eyes with its volume and her full red lips, she was simply beautiful.
She was fiddling with her fork, moving about the eggs on her plate. “Lana?... why are you not eating? You feeling alright.. honey?” , Fathih asked a bit mockingly, knowing exactly why Lana was not eating. It was for the exact same reason that got him the band aid on his arm. It was because of the experience of the night before.
Fathih felt his hand burn from her bite. Lana looked up from her plate, her eyes signifying her weakness and her fury at having to be that way, a little too clearly. READ MORE
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