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Nicole was never a very talkative girl. She rarely spoke to anyone, and after her father and brother died in a brutal car crash, she just stopped speaking to people in general. Even if she had to speak to people, she would just write what she had to say on a piece of paper. She finally found her voice when she met a beautiful blue eyed girl in her favorite flower shop.
Willow was extremely talkative. Even at her mother and sisters funeral, she smiled to herself and said everything would be alright. Everyone had complimented her flowers, but she could tell that they were lying. They were only being sympathetic because they knew her mother and sister. All Willow wanted was to make someone happy with her flowers. And the only person who was really happy with her flowers was that brown eyed girl that stopped in that one Sunday night.