📖 a story ~ ✨the girl and the oak ~ ✨CHAPTER 2
At this moment, she felt a gentle touch caress her tear stained hands, like a smooth summer breeze. A young man, who had seen the other men hurt and afflict her, was crouching down in front of her. As he lifted her hands from her weary eyes, Rain could see little by little that his eyes were brown as chocolate, his...