this is your story, of how you became Finns everything.

I sat crying on the ground. A pair of footsteps approached me. I looked up and saw him. He had a look of sadness on his face. It then changed to a soft smile, as he helped me up. He brushed a strand of hair out of my face, "Darling, there is no need to cry. You're perfect."

a girl finds love in her brothers best friend