Grace is a normal 18 year old, until she meets Harry. I remember it so clearly, as clear and clean as freshly scrubbed glass. The way his curly hair flowed across his forehead, and how it would cover his beautiful ears. His green eyes, that show the emotions that his words can't express. His perfectly tattoed skin that hides the trauma of his past. As I lay on my bed day dreaming about his features, I think to myself, would he ever be mine?All Rights Reserved