At the tender age of five, she claims to see a man who she called her guardian angel. Her family thought of it as an imaginary friend that would soon disappear once she grew older. To their dismay, the 'angel' never left. Soon, Felicia's friends would want to meet this man that she always talked about, but she would s...
“You look beautiful.” I try to ignore the warmth that his words ignite in me; a warmth so familiar to me now; a warmth I'll never feel again. What good could it do either of us for me to smile at his compliment? What use is it for me to tell him how good he looks? Where's the point in reminding him that I still want...