She was being that perfect person that I’d fallen in love with. She was standing there with care and concern. Her brown eyes were wide with love. She didn’t even have to tell me about her love. I saw it in the way that she looked at me. Shay Gable looked my way as if I was a prize. As if she saw something in me that I’d yet to discover. I fucking loved how she looked at me. I hated that I’d never be able to live up to those expectations.
