Her eyes were a beautiful, chaotic shade of blue. They were smothered by a combination of bafflement and clarity of deep affection.
I don't know what entered her consciousness or made her say the things she said. I want more than anything in the world for her to become my wife and have a couple of kids with her but I don't want her to feel pressured.
"I cant seem to find the right words to measure the delight of your words," I know for her to take this gigantic step wasn't easy fir her. Not with the childhood she has or being raised by the man who calls himself her father.
Everyone pushed her away from expressing her affections. They made her second guess everything.
"Am I too late?" Her voice was filled by hopelessness.
"Too late?" I didn't understand what she meant by that.
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