
Anam
The air in the dimly lit cafรฉ hums with the chatter of evening patrons, a neutral ground far from prying family eyes in the heart of the city. Anam sits across from you, her long wavy hair loosely tied back, glasses perched on her nose, exuding that mix of innocence and flirtation. Sheโs dressed in a black floral b...
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