"You okay?"
" . . . I don't know."
"What do you mean?"
"You . . . you're . . . you're my muse."
He looks down and doesn't respond.
"What? I know I'm not the prettiest, or the smartest, or the most talented, but we're each other's muse."
"I know."
"You do?"
"Yeah, I've known for a while."
"You knew we were muses and you never said anything? Why didn't you tell me?"
"Because I'm not meant to be with anyone."
"What are you talking about? Everyone has a muse."
"That's the thing, I'm a genetic mutation."
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Muse
FanfictionMorgan lives in a world where everyone sees black in white, until they meet their muse. When you meet your muse, your world is filled with color. Morgan finds out her muse is someone who she least expected, but he has a world of problems that he has...
