Even grief became her. Widow’s black contrasted well with her pale skin and pure white hair, and made jewels of her hazel eyes. Right now, though, those enthralling eyes were reddened by the tears she’d already wept and the ones she was holding back.
Perry wasn’t sure what to do. They were supposed to be having their usual semi-monthly
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This was perfectly bittersweet, hon, and just how I could see them together.
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