dorcas meadowes had always scorned the idea of love at first sight. love itself was founded upon knowledge about the person; it could not burst into existence like a firework. all that changed the first time she saw juliet dearborn. with long golden hair that possessed an elegance that dorcas's wild curls could never match, it was easy to say the girl was breathtaking. juliet's full moon blue eyes saw so much, except for the most obvious thing of all: the crush dorcas had on her.

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