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Love Is Blind
She wasn't thin. She wasn't graceful. She wasn't particularly athletic, smart, or lovely. She wasn't polite or meek. She was loud, obnoxious, crude, and sometimes like a brick wall. She was stubborn, obstinate, and pigheaded to boot.
But he still loved her, put up with her abuse, put up with the embarrassment and humiliation, put up with everything she could throw at him. Because he loved her.
But why? His friends always asked, utterly astonished, and slightly horrified. Neville would merely shake his head and smile. Love is blind, he would say. Millicent always agreed to that, if nothing else.