&&. her eyes, pure as diamond, tainted by a tone of pink, resembling a gemstone that shines in the darkest of days, ( those days, in where he cannot find light, all he has to look is at her, he has to find her, to find himself. ) his eyes, bright and shimmering that got tainted by blood red, eyes that seemed to tell millions of stories that she wanted to read. ( she couldn’t ask for more, he was an open book, and she loved to read, to listen &&. to contain someone who seemed to need it more than she. )
as told by andre &&. maddie.
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