30 Mar 2019
Short Story
No man could resist the beauty of Sandra; not in this world. No suitable adjective could be coined for her celestial beauty, which was unparalleled. She was angelic, stainless and spotless, light-skinned, tall, charming, gazelle-like and enchanting. She had a carriage that dwarfs thousands of beautiful ladies. Her eyes shone and sparkled like a thousand…