The Shape of Her Name Pt.05
"Mira doesn’t rush desire—she holds it, shapes it, and decides when it blooms."
CHAPTER 9: MIRA'S APARTMENTMira’s apartment glowed low and deliberate. Sconces spilled amber light across the walls, while concealed lamps near the wide window cast a soft, wavering warmth that made the shadows move like breath. The air was scented with...





