Camila entered her apartment and turned on the light. The light filled every corner in the room in a second, the bulb giving out heat, but the room is still cool and silent. Camila put her bag aside and threw herself on the big comfy couch in the center of the living room, trying to rub away the shoulder pain after the whole day of working.
She could see the view of a busy night in Miami through the French window, which she herself was isolated from the busy city. Losing her thoughts in the muse for a short while, she grabbed her clothes and went straight towards the bathroom to bath. Her stomach was protesting which reminded her that she was too tired too cook a dinner herself.
I wish there would be someone waiting for me, with a whole table of food when I came home, didn't matter if the food didn't taste good or already turned cold. And movie time with some warm hugs and cuddles after dinner. That's enough for me. Camila thought.
That was solely what she wanted.
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Marry Me (Camren)
Fanfiction"Marry me." "I really, really hate this!" "Then marry me." What would happen when you married a stranger you known just for an hour?
