A/N: And here we are... *shudders*
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No Compromise
25. Adoration
Her name was Blake. She was eleven- meek and shy, book in hand as she descended the staircase when her parents called for her. Her big, golden eyes shone, peering into his heart- matching his blue one so intensely that his breath caught in his throat, and suddenly, the fifteen-year-old had no words. Although she seemed stoic and silent, when her parents affectionately called her over, explaining with pride how she had been participating in their rallies for peace since she was young, her tiny cat ears folded, and she nuzzled into her father's large palm affectionately.
She was perfect.