“Hey, I'm new here,
nice to meet you,” Taram said stopping in front of her.
Samira stopped to watch.
She used to feel angry when he did that but curiously today, she
wasn't feeling anything, her heart just pinched a little bit in her
chest.
“I'm sorry,” Torin
said putting his hand on her shoulder.
He was the good twins,
she should have liked him but she was betroth to his brother.
The girl looked at Taram
from top to bottom and bottom to top like gauging him, then her wings
extended slowly in her back as she yawned.
“My name is Taram by
the way,” Taram said extending his hand with his charming wink.
Samira's heart pinched a
little bit more. She wanted to slap him or better she wanted the girl
to slap him and to slapping once he came back to her. She always
forgave him, she left like an idiot now for forgiving him the last
time.
The girl didn't took his
hand, so he passed it in his hair as if it was the gesture he had
intended in the first place.
“What do you want?”
She asked.
“Maybe buy you some
diner,” Taram said coming closer.
The girl shift position
slightly crossing her arms on her chest.
“It's morning,” she
said.
“What about breakfast
then?” Taram answered.
“I'm not interested,”
the girl answered with a sight.
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