Blind love

Medusa had learned to hate a world that wouldn't love her back, even if it wanted to. She had been cursed, tossed on the road, and left to fend for herself. She could never feel the love she had felt before, and was only left with the bitter aftertaste. But she savored it, she savored every ounce it because she was so desperate to remember, terrified to forget. She thought she would always be left with this sour taste of forgotten love,until she tasted hers, until she tasted Agnessa.