She was a quiet, tender girl. She knew not the taste of love but dreamt of it so many times she could tell you what it would be like.
A beauty she was, always stood out among the others with long dark hair and piercing chocolate eyes, committed men would often lie to her just for a chance to become acquainted with her touch.
However, she was determined to find love….
Due to a harsh past, she cringed at the thought of a man’s touch, but yet she believed someday she might find love…
Her appearance made her a subject of hate and envy. What most consider a blessing somehow became her curse on finding love. For her appearance only brought lust. Yet she craved something that touched her more and stayed with her forever.
“love”….
oh love.
