Chapter Two Point Five

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Matt

From the moment she caught my eye, I just knew, and it was a little hard not to look away. Maybe fate led me to this specific time and place, but I don’t believe in that crap. It was just a matter of being in the right place at the right time.

I'd been on my way home from the market after visiting my mom, whom was a vendor. It was just another ordinary day when I stopped for pedestrians at the crosswalk and saw her, teeter-tottering and white as a sheet. Instinct enticed me to pull into the shoulder of the road and throw on my hazards. I sprinted from the car just in time to cushion her fall, her head grazing the asphalt.

As she lie in my arms, I took in her mesmerizing beauty with delicate glamor girl features of another era. She was in and out of consciousness and her pouted pink lips were moving. I put my ear to her lips to hear mumbling about a light. Her silky red hair weaved through my fingers as I rubbed her cheek, coaxing her to wake up in a soothing tone. I drowned out the crowd of whispering and pointing onlookers that began encircling us, and it felt like it was just me and her in moment.

The magnificent creature in my arms came to and a pair of eyes, a shade lighter than emeralds, fluttered open and woke me from my entrancement. She babbled incoherently about an angel. How ironic, because I was thinking that of her, but whomever she was and whatever brought us to this, I became irrevocably enamored by her.

Her attitude, on the other hand, needed a major adjustment. 

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