Miracle
I sat behind the chrome dresser, holding a soft-bristled hairbrush tangled with my curly brown hair, waiting for Leonel's arrival.
My smile grew as I stared at my reflection in the mirror. I wore my silly neon pink and green nightwear, the one that made me feel like a kid again. Memories of my first day, or was it the second, of living in Leonel's house came flooding back, when I entered the kitchen and his explosive laughter greeted me, triggered by my outrageous outfit.
It was magical how things had changed and we'd gone from strangers to lovers. Our love story was a wild ride from 'Who are you?' to 'Can't live without you' in the blink of an eye
A beautiful mess.
I applied my banana-scented lip balm, feeling the coolness soothe my dry lips, and sat on the edge of my bed,
