She was there, lying face down on the bed, feet dangling in the air as if dancing with the wind… An open book in her hands and a smile on her face that escaped with each page turned. But, even immersed in that story, her thoughts wouldn't stop floating. Because there was something — or rather, someone — that was missing there. Someone to share the pleasant silence of the room, to laugh along with the highlighted phrases, or just to watch the swaying of her little feet while she pretended not to notice. And in the middle of this gentle fantasy, she looks up from the book, bites her lip and smiles… as if to say: this story could have you here. Do you want to write this chapter with me? Call me in the chat… who knows, maybe you'll be the protagonist of the next page. 💌📖 #Fanclub
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