Sandra, you must be strong.
I repeated to myself desperately as I watched him approach me. My body slumped in defeat as my determination started to falter with his every step. From the night I met Arthur, I already knew that there was something special about him. He had this gentleness that made her heart reach out. He listened and spoke to me as if the things I said mattered -- like I mattered. Every movement he did is loving, understanding, and compassionate.
I bit my lower lip, trying to suppress the grin on my face. How could I ever resist that handsome face? He looked so handsome tonight as well. He wore a midnight blue suit with a thin green windowpane pattern. His inner shirt is white, with lavender stripes running up it. The tie is deep purple that is solid and sleek. It perfect
