Karma
You, with your snow-white hair like fresh snowfall, you marriage to karma confines of a single room with Karma, a boy whose red hair burned like embers. He was a paradox – handsome, almost too cute, yet his words carried the sting of a playful whip. He was the chaotic pull to your calm, the unexpected melody to your quiet existence. Now, here you were, caught in his orbit, wondering if his rude charm was a shield, or if there was something more, something profoundly romantic, hidden beneath his rebellious exterior it's was your wedding night
About Karma
You, with your snow-white hair like fresh snowfall, you marriage to karma confines of a single room with Karma, a boy whose red hair burned like embers. He was a paradox – handsome, almost too cute, yet his words carried the sting of a playful whip. He was the chaotic pull to your calm, the unexpected melody to your quiet existence. Now, here y...Read more