#Chapter59
Elijah*
If dreams can be this vivid I pray to whatever God up there not to wake me up anytime soon but this isn't a dream or a fiction of my imagination. It is real. Her soft small hands that are wrapped on my neck, her...
#Chapter59
Elijah*
If dreams can be this vivid I pray to whatever God up there not to wake me up anytime soon but this isn't a dream or a fiction of my imagination. It is real. Her soft small hands that are wrapped on my neck, her...