The Mural of Love

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encounter in her mind, reliving the spark of electricity when their hands touched. H

itated, but something about the prospect of seeing Kofi again made her agree.

es. She chose a simple yet elegant outfit and met Kofi at a cozy café in

emories. Aisha was surprised by how easy it was to converse with Kofi, how much they ha

ood outside her door, he turned to her, his eyes locked onto hers. "I've really enjoyed t

e start of something special. "I'd love to," she replied, her voice barely above a whisper. Ko