Alexandrite
He called me perfect! He called me perfect!
The word kept running circles around her mind as she tried to fell asleep that night.
Maybe it was an accident? Maybe he meant to say something else, like imperfect.
Her heart sank at the thought and it felt like her lungs had stopped working for a second. Time stood still as she morned over the thought. Finally, she decided,
He called me perfect because he wanted to. He could've taken it back, but he didn't.
A wide smile over took her lips.
He'd called me perfect!
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DP: Mar.23.18
WC: 96
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Alexandria
القصة القصيرةAlexandrite and Aiden had never exchanged more than five words and yet loved each other. A short story of first love during the early '70s and all the hassle that came with loving someone of a different race. DISCLAIMER: ALL IMAGES DO NOT BELONG T...
