she saw his fingers move delicately across the keyboard. She wished she could be half as good. She attempted the song. she counted, looked at the music, and kept the damper pedal down as the music was written. he was meant to be critiquing her work to help her learn. yet all they thought about was each other. she was trying so hard not to mess up. her finger slipped a few times but nothing too bad. although, he didn't even notice. too busy admiring her. shame she couldn't be his. Another year . another year and he could have her. another year.
~
pm me if you want this story💙
i'll give you the story line and details
much love,
Dubai ppl🤙🏽💕
