Dorte Roholte

Maya woke up with a jolt and the feeling that something was stuck in her throat.

Maya smiles at Markus and struggles to breathe because she is so in love.

sitting on one side

He also plays guitar. He is entirely his own person, and his hair always smells lovely.

The dream felt like a spider-web that was still stuck on her, and she panicked slightly about not being able to get rid of it.

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