Hazel
I don't know why, but I felt elated just standing close to this blond guy, named Ian. I don't want to be anywhere else right now. It is very disheartening to know that everyone, well, not everyone, but a lot of people wanted to make me atone for the crimes my father committed. It was refreshing to know that Ian understood my plight without saying too much because he suddenly grabbed my hand, placing small feathery kisses on it before lacing our fingers together. This instantly calmed. I could feel Rose doing a happy dance and, honestly, I would have done one myself if I wasn't concerned that any break in contact with him would make me miss him. This sort of feeling should be illegal, right? What is wrong with me? I mean, I just met this guy but it feels like I have known him my whol
