Samantha’s eyes were big and bright, like the most beautiful and vibrant star in the night sky. Those eyes were once his favorite part of her.

His heart often skipped a beat when he saw those jovial, crafty, and sparkling eyes.

Timothy became somewhat entranced.

His Adam’s apple moved up and down in his throat and he spoke. “I’m making up for the wedding because…”

‘…I wanted to make it up to you and start over with you.’ Those were very simple words, but it was a little bit ...