Chapter twenty four

DARKEST LOVE (CURSED)

Chapter Twenty Four

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The sun shone radiantly and peeked through the opened windows. 

A few days had gone past in a quick blur,  Zara absently ran the wooden brush through her sleep tangled hair, then proceeded to plait it into two perfect thick braids.

She could barely see her image from the reflective glass,  three days had passed, but she couldn't bring herself to quit thinking of the memories of his lips on hers. 

Thoughtlessly, she raised a finger to caress her lips, what had he meant by such an act?

Her mother had often kissed her forehead or even her cheeks, but never had it been on her lips, she also had not felt such fierce sensations with her mother, or even with any of her friends.

Does this have to do with his magic?

She felt like everything had been fated to happen. 

As the days went past she found that whatever resistance and control she possess