Was it her beauty that reeled me in? The mysterious, deep, color her eyes contained? Or her addictive smile, smell, or even her personality? It was none of these things. The reason she's too afraid and too sad to even talk is what made her even more mysterious and captivating to me. Not talking for six years as a side affect from a tragic accident is what I learned had caused it; her sister and mothers death traumatized her. And my goal is to help her break free, to help her gain the courage to live her life to the fullest. To speak to me.

My name's Marcel. Nerd. Poet. Teenage Loser. You think you know the real me, but you don't. I wish you could see the true me, but no one has cared enough to. Until she came. All rights go to _smilelikeniall (myself). Everything is written by me. No copyright intended. Please do not claim my words and/ or ideas as yours. Do not repost my words without giving me credit. Thank you.

Shailene's life couldn't be more perfect!... She had the perfect husband, a beautiful daughter, a nice house. I mean, c'mon! Her husband was Harry Styes for crying out loud!! He belonged to the biggest boyband in the world and he was all hers! And Shailene still wonders out of the millions of girls Harry could've had, why he would choose her of all people. And Shailene and Harry couldn't have been more happier,... but sometimes even the most perfect relationship could turn into TRAGEDY.