That day. The day they you met, you almost didn't notice the other woman. You almost never met, never talked, never knew. Now, you knows exactly how it all plays out and you know your stranger would've preferred never. Back then, when your judgement was clouded, and black and white world became tinted rose. You couldn't see anything other than what you wanted to see. All you saw was her, and she was so beautiful. (It a Carmen fic)
3 parts