Eliza Brooke was brunette, her hair flowing and soft with gentle curls if washed and brushed properly. She had bright hazel eyes that could light up a room if filled with happiness and joy. She had beautiful porcelain skin that, if washed and tended to as it should have been, would seem as fragile as glass. Her almost petite yet strong frame would curve perfectly in dresses, complimenting any color or shape. If she lived properly. If she was tended to and fed properly. But she wasn't. Jack Ward had the potential to be an extremely smart man. He could have saved lives, if he used his strength for good. He could have been a doctor, a very clever merchant, perhaps a knight for the royals, if his heart and mind were set in the right direction. He would have been an amazing husband and a magnificent father, if he cared to have a real family. If he looked towards the common good. If he tried to help instead of hurt. But he didn't. Both from very different worlds, both very different people. And yet, both so similar.
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