-The Best Valentine-
Shame is like a beautiful hue that appears on the cheeks, but shame for Maura Magen is like a crashing wave, dragging you into the middle of the sea, drifting aimlessly, getting hit again, and finally darkening your eyebrows.
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At the moment, everyone's attention is on the mattress, which is the most beautiful place. The mattress is also a kind thing to carry all the burden on your back.
Maura took a deep breath, held it for a few seconds before exhaling in frustration. Her legs were sore, and her head was dizzy.
The corner of her eye stared at the ceiling of the room, plastered with stickers of stars that flickered in the darkness. Don't ask her face again. It was red, almost like Mira's nail polish.
"It's okay, Ra. It's not already a grudge, and it's not good. You'll bring the devil later if you want to. " Luna spoke softly.
The girl sat on the rough end, facing Maura.
