Isabela Marques

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She never moved her eyes away from me, a smile on her lips as I let her see my colors. Let her see me. Then, Violet blue, I mouthed. Bonnie’s eyes widened. I glanced down at my laptop and lined up the track I wanted her to hear. The one I couldn’t get out of my head last night. The one that played so loudly in my mind I’d had to get it down. The words of which she’d had no idea I’d recorded.
A Wish For Us
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