I didn't show up for the dinner .
This statement echoed in Piya's mind for what seemed like the umpteenth time . Yet she pretended to take a look around the cheerful and brilliantly lit cafe where she was now seated. A swarm of frequent customers crowded around the well cooked food. They were sitting near a wide window, watching the traffic pass by. The sky was dark and frigid. The restaurant was spacious and dark , the lighting was dim and mesmerizing enough to please anyone's senses .
Hey there! Think of me as the conductor of this dark romance train, and you? You're the rowdy passengers shouting, "More twists! More drama! and More Smut!! " And let me tell you, when you all support me , it's like giving my creative energy a turbo boost! So, let's keep it simple: enabling fan support? It's like slapping a big ol' "heck yeah, let's do this!" sticker right on the back of my dark romance novels.
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