Behind Closed Doors [On Hold]

Fate?

Sophie's P.O.V.
How? How could this man in front of me think I'm beautiful? It isn't possible. Seriously. Where did he come from? Is he an angel, fallen from the heavens? To be banished forever?

No. That's silly.

"Wh-where... Where did you come from?"

"Me? Oh. Just taking a midnight stroll when I heard a lovely lady. Crying and talking to herself. I came over to see if that lovely lady would take a stroll with me."

"Me? Lovely? Beautiful? Who are you? Why build up my confidence when it's only going to be destroyed as soon as you leave?"

"Who said I was going to leave?"

"Because. Everyone leaves me eventually. Even if they're standing right in front of me. They're gone. Off to distant places."

I could feel my heart skip a beat as I sense him sit beside me.

"Okay. If you won't stroll with me, I'll sit with you."

Where? Why? How?

"Do you do this often? Cry out in the dark? Sit alone."

"Well... Uh... I don't know."

I feel myself calming just at the thought of someone near me. Someone who could protect me.

"Well. We're certainly in quite a pickle."

"Pickle? Did you just say pickle?"

Laughter escapes my body. I look over to him sitting beside me. He's smiling. Just as I thought. He's even more handsome up close.

It's as if he was sculpted. Straight out of a fantasy novel. A figment of my imagination.

My imagination...

Just to make sure he was actually real I reach out and touch his face.

His hand captures mine and holds it there.

Looking. Searching. I'm captivated with those eyes of his.

"Making sure I was real?"

My face heats up visibly telling the truth.

My smile has never left and neither has his.

There's no need for words. My mind has quieted, the silence is beautiful.

And now we're sitting here. In the dark. Holding hands. Is my life a movie? How did this happen?

"I knew you'd be beautiful."

I'm caught blushing yet again.

"How could you think I'm beautiful with this huge gash in my head? With this huge hole in my heart? With the loneliness radiating from within? How could someone like you. Someone that could very well have fallen from the heavens, think me. A simple, lonely girl, beautiful?"

"It is because you are. The simple, lonely girl that is holding my hand right now is beautiful. Very beautiful. Those eyes, the ones you say radiate loneliness, are beautiful. They're captivating. That gash is so much more. It tells of survival. Of what? Who knows. That hole in your heart? It can be filled. Filled to the brim. I see so much more to you. I see beauty. Courage. Love. Because you see, this simple, lonely girl, the one holding my hand is you. And you're beautiful."

My breath is taken away. What? Have I forgotten how to breath?

"Wha-... How. You.. You speak as if you're reciting from a book. I just.. I don't know what to say..."

"You don't have to say a word."

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Who is this mystery man?

Any guesses?

                   -M