Title: The Choice of Love
by Chelsie-Jo from Staffordshire | in writing, fiction
A strong beam of the fresh morning sun shone brightly through the small gap in the closed coal coloured drapes. Running along the jet black carpet the strong strand of sun hit a crimson patch of a thick duvet that hung lazily off the large king size bed. As it climbed up the bed it met several strands of shiny thick black hair and two large eyes that were slowly opening as the warm light stained his face. His hypnotic eyes were like two large captivating pools of ice cold cerulean water, pulling you in with just one brief glance.
Certain people in my life.
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