An orphan girl. Forced to live and work with people who see her as less than human. Forced to sell her human dignity to get by. A pair of storm-filled eyes in a sea of overcast pupils. A bowed head in… more

With a smirk on his stupid face, he drawled out lazily, "What are you doing here in the middle of the night, Faye?" ​"I could ask you the same, Sebastien." I scowled. (One-shot)

She goes to the same cafe every Saturday to write and drink coffee.    He has never been to this cafe and never wanted to be there.    When two strangers meet you might expect romance; they see… more

About a communal kitchen area in a guesthouse I stayed in