Amelia's POV
There he was. Dr. Owen Hunt. He was an astounding trauma surgeon, a major in the army, and he was an amazingly beautiful person, and yet he still liked me. Amelia Shepherd. Neurosurgeon, drug addict whose fallen off the wagon too many times to count, and the youngest sister of his best friend, Derek. It always baffled her how he liked her in such a way, but she had learned to just stop thinking and let everything happen how it's supposed to, and if she does, they might have a sparkle of hope.
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A/N
Hi guys! Sorry for the short chapter. I will try to update every chance I get, but I don't know how often I will, so yea maybe some slow updates. Anyways, hope you enjoyed and make sure to comment, vote and follow!
-Nat💙
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A Sparkle of Hope-Omelia
Fanfiction"All we need is a sparkle of hope or a glimmer of happiness and we'll be alright."
