Behind the Bars of My Heart
Elena slouched in her chair, spinning the pen between her fingers. She hated paperwork, but it came with the job. At 21…
Elena slouched in her chair, spinning the pen between her fingers. She hated paperwork, but it came with the job. At 21…
The sun dipped low over the savannah, its golden rays casting long shadows across the sprawling fields of tall, dry gra…
Simphiwe remained still as the firelight flickered over Adekunle's face, his features softening in sleep. She had t…
The scent of night-blooming jasmine hung heavy in the air as Simphiwe, her skin the colour of polished ebony, watched …