Joseph's POV
It wasn't just her beauty, though she had the kind of presence that drew attention even in a crowded room. No, it was something deeper. It was in the way she threw her head back when she laughed, completely unbothered by the world's opinions. The way she spoke, was fearless, unfiltered, unapologetic. Fiery. Free-spirited.
She was chaos-wrapped in a smile, and I didn't stand a chance.
I still remember that first encounter like it had happened moments ago. I was at the pub with Christain, bored out of my mind when she'd breezed in wearing this deep emerald dress that somehow made her eyes glow. She wasn't trying to impress anyone. I could tell. She didn't need to. She simply existed, and the entire room bent around her orbit.
Our first conversation started with an
