Maxwell cannot take his eyes off of her.
Nothing processes in his mind.
The words Tanner speaks.
Nothing.
Only the perfect curve of her lips.
The gloss of her teeth when she smiles.
The night ends.
The couple leaves.
They leave him with beautiful nightmares.
The beauty of her soul.
The nightmare of Tanner.
Maxwell cannot think.
Cannot think of anything but Layla.
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Unrequited
Short Story"If there was such a thing as love, he thought. She was love." __________ A short, fucked up, unrequited love story between Maxwell and Layla.
