She was perfect, there was no doubt about it in her mind.
Her laugh was contagious.
Her eyes sparkled happily when she smiled.
And that smile was beautiful.
She was beautiful.
Maybe she was looking through biased eyes but that didn't matter anymore.
It was too late for second thoughts.
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The Trainwreck that is Love
Short StoryLove hits you like a freight train. She found that out the hard way. As you do when you find yourself stuck on its tracks.
