Recover

Prologue

Prologue

His light blue eyes burned into mine, and I felt as though I had forgotten how to do something as simple as breathing.

"You're really quite beautiful," the boy said, and his eyes didn't leave mine until I broke the eye contact, unsure of what to say. I could feel his eyes searching my face for a response, but my eyes averted to the ground, waiting for my response as well.

"Thanks," was all I could come up with. Nothing witty or flirtatious; just a simple "thanks" with a small smile. Typical of me. He returned the smile, but I could tell he was waiting for me to say something else, or maybe he was just wondering why I wouldn't look at him.

He let out a light sigh before saying, "I'm sorry," then slowly began to walk away.

Maybe he expected me to stop him, but that's the thing about me;

I let people walk away.