God, her face was perfect. Even when I could hardly see it. I knew the sweet slope of her nose. The hollows of her cheeks. Her smile lines, crinkling in the corners of her mouth when she grinned. I’d been so flustered when she found me, I hadn’t processed the honor of witnessing her. Now the heat of her sunshine spread through me, moving like a fast-acting drug, waking up every nerve in my body.
