Brown eyes
Brown eyes meet brown eyes.
His hand shakes yours.
Your name falls off his lips, and it sounds even more beautiful.
"Michelle Dessler, right? My name is Tony Almeida"
Brown eyes meet brown eyes, his hand shakes your hand, your name has just fallen off his lips and it sounded beautiful, his own name fell off his lips right after yours did and it sounded beautiful too, as beautiful as those brown eyes that are sinking into yours, those brown eyes yours are sinking into.
You don't know it yet but the best part of your life has just started.