"This will look great on you," Tharn smiled and grabbed a bracelet made from tiny seashells. Then he wrapped it around Type's wrist. "Perfect."
Type looked back at him with a shy smile.
"Only if you get one as well," he replied.
The market at night looked magical. Or maybe it was because it was just the two of them. Their fingers intertwined.
"Hotel?" Tharn asked and gently kissed the back of Type's hand.
"Beach," replied Type with a cheeky smile.
And hand in hand, they ran.
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Zol clicked "upload". She knew her readers just couldn't wait for another chapter.
