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The Little White BoxFlorida sunlight streamed in through the apartment's tall, slightly streaked windows illuminating the millions of particles that danced in the air. All was quiet save for the soft hum of appliances and the steady drip, drip, dripping of the coffee pot. The air was thick with the musk smell of old books and sharp scent of coffee.The Little White Box2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Elena sat at the counter her petite frame perched on a stool. Her blonde hair cascaded gently over her shoulders haloing her face. She rested her head in one hand while the other nervously fingered the bright red ribbon adorning a small white gift box. Rising she slide the box into the picket of her jacket. With a si