“Brandi,” Luka began, his voice barely louder than the rustle of the leaves, “when I first arrived, I thought I would just be a visitor—someone who would learn a few words, eat a few pies, and then go back home. But you… you made this place feel like home.”
They leaned in, and their kiss tasted of summer rain and fresh pastries—sweet, unexpected, and exactly what each of them needed. brandi love exchange student new
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