*Alexander*
She was beautiful.
Her hair was braided, looking brighter and healthier than I'd seen her since we'd first met, pulled across one shoulder as she looked up at me with a nervous but hopeful look like she didn't know she'd stolen the breath from my lungs.
Her dress was long, flowing down to the floor-length in a beautiful color that matched the same shade of my eyes. It was modest, with long sleeves but hiding so much depth underneath the layers the longer I looked.
It was only a moment, a single moment, but the vision before me was no longer Charlotte standing there - it was a little girl with a soft voice and a sweet scent, brushing her hands gently across my foggy eyes.
I had been blinded- only the vague colors of her little blue dress and long braid across her shoulde
