London“I loved you immediately. I loved you for who you are—no expectations, no pretenses, just absolute love.”
—London Berkeley
“Do you believe in love at first sight?” I ask her, a smile warming my face. “I always thought I did. I thought I felt it with your daddy. But, now, I know that it was attraction, desire, maybe even l**t at first sight.” I shake my head. “You don’t need to know what all that means just yet—not until you’re of college age at least. Don’t get me wrong; love followed very shortly after, probably sooner than it does for most. But can I say that I loved him the first time I laid eyes on him? I don’t think so.
“But that doesn’t mean that I don’t believe in love at first sight—because I do. I’ve felt it. Truly one hundred percent felt it. With you. The very moment I
