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Sometimes, she likes to look at Bianca's face.
In that grin, there is friendship; in those eyes, there is truth. And those are two things that Marissa hasn't had a lot of in this life thus far, so when she comes across them – suddenly snow covered and colored with laughter – Marissa doesn't just turn away.
Sometimes, she likes to study Bianca's face.
In that grin, there is comfort; in those eyes, there is trust. And those are two things that Marissa didn't think she'd get much of in this life, so when she catches a glance of them – over a table in a crowded restaurant – Marissa cannot just turn away.
Sometimes, she likes to stare at Bianca's face.
And in that grin, she'll get lost; in those eyes, she tends to drown. Those are two feelings that Marissa has never felt before, so when sensations slip through her body – at the first touch of Bianca's lips to her own…
…turning away is the last thing Marissa would do.
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