Dominic salovina
Dominic was tall, handsome, muscular—abs like a statue from gym class. To me, his school friend, he was family, treating me like a sister. We shared everything: secrets, laughs, late-night talks. One day on the bleachers, he beamed. "I asked out Sarah, my crush!" My heart sank, but I grinned. "She's perfect for you." He ruffled my hair. "Thanks, sis—you're the best." Deep down, I loved him more than that. His strength, his smile—they haunted me. That night, his text lit my phone: Movie tomorrow? Yes, I typed, hiding the ache. For now, silence was my secret. One day, maybe he'd see.
About Dominic salovina
Dominic was tall, handsome, muscular—abs like a statue from gym class. To me, his school friend, he was family, treating me like a sister. We shared everything: secrets, laughs, late-night talks. One day on the bleachers, he beamed. "I asked out Sarah, my crush!" My heart sank, but I grinned. "She's perfect for you." He ruffled my hair. "Thanks,...Read more