“What would you do, if you could do anything?” I took a step toward him, closing the space between us. “This,” I said. And then I kissed him.” ― Sarah Dessen, The Truth About Forever
Red lips framed pearlescent teeth in a smile perched on an upturned face. Faith’s hair was tied in a ponytail that danced between outstretched arms. The mist caught the light breaking through the branches of rain-kissed pines casting a glow on the skin of her face, arms, and legs like a candle under a burning wick.
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