It is only when time comes to a standstill that your world begins to move.
A lift, a selfie, a jolt. The lights falter, and darkness saunters in. Amidst the chaos of the everyday, life has paused.
Read MoreIt is only when time comes to a standstill that your world begins to move.
A lift, a selfie, a jolt. The lights falter, and darkness saunters in. Amidst the chaos of the everyday, life has paused.
Read More‘I don’t want much,’ she says as she takes your hand, runs her thumb over your knuckles, weaves magic into your skin, ‘I just want –’
But she stops, blushes. The radio crackles, Dusty Springfield’s voice replacing hers.
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