The man didn't wake up until around eight that night and that too was for a short time.
He opened his eyes and looked at me, but I looked away.
I simply couldn't look into his eyes, light blue and beautiful.
They reminded me of baby breath.
And baby breath reminded me of something I didn't want to remember.
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Wonderwall
FanfictionCruz's childhood wasn't ideal. Not at all. When she's 26 and free, she tries to end her suffering by committing a suicide. After an unsuccessful try, she's transported to the hospital where she meets a stranger. The stranger is the reason she still...
