The New Girl ~ A Mystic Illusion (Duet 1)
62 parts Ongoing Mature饾懓饾拠 饾懓 饾挄饾拞饾拲饾拲 饾挌饾拹饾挅 饾拏饾拑饾拹饾挅饾挄 饾拵饾挌 饾挃饾拞饾拕饾挀饾拞饾挄, 饾挌饾拹饾挅'饾拲饾拲 饾拸饾拞饾挆饾拞饾挀 饾拲饾拹饾拹饾拰 饾拵饾拞 饾挄饾拤饾拞 饾挃饾拏饾拵饾拞 饾挊饾拏饾挌 饾拏饾拡饾拏饾拪饾拸.
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"Are you afraid that I'll fall for you?" he asked again, his voice dripping like honey, smooth and melodic beneath the moon-kissed sky.
Her long, curled lashes lifted, revealing the storm she kept hidden behind them- only to meet the desperation blooming in his gaze. "No. I'm afraid... you'll fall into my curse."
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Secrets are sharp, silent, and dangerous.
He lived far from chaos, untouched by deceit, trusting only what was seen, heard, and known. But everything changed the moment she arrived.
Quiet, composed, and unreadable-like a storm that whispers before it strikes. She carried an aura that intrigued and unsettled, drawing him in with questions she never answered, and a past she never spoke of. She was flawless on the surface-her smile soft, her presence calm. But beneath that polished calm lay layers of subtle and haunting silence.
He despised that-detested liars, mistrusted masks. But something about her made him stay. Each glance felt like a clue, every word a riddle. He wasn't falling in love-he was falling into her mystery, piece by hidden piece.
He searched-quietly at first, then relentlessly. Threads of her past slipped through his fingers like smoke, each lead ending in shadows. Until one night, when he pushed too far, when his questions edged too close to the truths she refused to face, she didn't explain-she disappeared. And just like that, the woman he thought he was beginning to understand vanished-without a word, without a trace.
All she left behind was the wreckage of his trust and a silence louder than betrayal.
This was only the beginning.