>Sebastian
I stood far enough away that she wouldn’t notice. The car pulled up, and Charlotte’s brother stepped over to them. He helped her from the car, and she lit up when she realized he was there.
I could relate. I took in every detail I could. Lynlee’s white dress wrapped around her bust but then flared out over her hips. Her short frame was lifted with sky-high heels she probably hated. I’d taken a peak into her closet; she didn’t own those heels a few weeks ago. The sides of her hair were pulled away from her face with little white flowers, the pink freshly colored and shining in the setting sunlight.
Fuck, she was everything.
Alexander looked past her hugging her surrogate brother and caught my eye. He tipped his head to me, knowing why I was there. Then they were sweeping
